There are a number of reasons why I find myself swinging my car into the T.J. Maxx parking lot. Here are the most compelling:
I’m itching to see what’s landed on the Maxx shelves in the seven days since my last...
Okay, I’ll admit it: I’m obsessed with T.J.Maxx. And I’ve been obsessed for quite some time (not just since they started coming out with those commercials about the buyer in Paris who over-ordered 5,000 designer silk blouses). When the budget allows, I find myself making...
