Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Thrifting a Go-Go

Was I supposed to be studying and working on my PowerPoint presentation? YES! Did I sneak out under the guise of "errands" and hop in the local Arc for just 20 minutes? YES!

All work and no play (I really am such a good liar) makes . . . never mind.

Covered in dirt and begging to come home with me and get filled with olives, lemons, limes, and all other drink attendants I can think of.

Totally reminded me of my Momma. Which my youngest, the lovely and smart Lorenzo, while gazing at a new addition in my living room, told me the things I do so remind her of Nana.

I promptly told her I didn't know if I should be horrified or flattered. You know how it is with our momma's. We love them yet we want to be totally different. I'm here to tell you different probably doesn't happen. :)

This made it into my Room of Randomness. Otherwise known as the guest bedroom. Somehow it has become walled with original art I've collected haphazardly. It makes me kinda sad when I run across original art at thrift stores. Someone painted this! Yeah, it's a weird thing to worry about in the big world of "things I could worry about." I am grateful I don't feel sad for all stuffed animals. Now that would be scary.

Awesome crossbody bag awesomeness! So cute! I claimed it.

Aaaaah I wanted this so bad, old cigarette ashes and all. I resisted it's ugly charm. Looking at it right now I'm rethinking. Look at that color! I am unhelpable I'm afraid.

I'm not even certain what this is, but it held my interest for several minutes. People were trying to peer over my shoulder to see what the heck. Ever notice when you're out shopping that if you pause to really check something out soon there are others trying to see what is capturing your laser-sharp notice? I attract people like dust onto something sticky.

Daisy's! Again, I resisted. I'm doing really well in rehab btw. On another note, doesn't my thumb look totally rehabilitated? Just look what prison can do.

Look at this! Not the fabric, but the shape. Oooooh I want a girl-den. Full of butt-ugly stuff that I love.

A great day in thrift-land!


Missy said...

I'm supremely jealous of your thrift store. It looks so much better than anything I can find down here in Orlando. There's the one Goodwill, and a Salvation Army, but that's about it -- the Savers closed down right after we moved here.

I'm now going to close my eyes and remember thrifting in Seattle. Mmmmm, that was good thrift.

R. Jacob said...

There is a reality TV show with your name on it!

Anonymous said...

Coveting that daisy plate.
A wonderful candle holder.
I want it!

The Empress said...

Oh, what a store!!!!

Fantastic stuff.

Dutch donut girl said...

Aaah, looks like you had a fun day! Thrift store adventures are the best, especially when you are being followed around by people who want to see what you are looking at :)

Ms. Anthropy said...

Wish I had more room in my house to go thrifting! I miss it!

Blasé said...

Oh, I can just see me sleeping in that "guest bedroom"!!! Nice colors.

Christina Lee said...

Glad your rehab is going well! Loved "shopping" with you in this post!

You're Lucky I Don't Have a Gun... said...

Hi, I just joined your blog from Laughing Out Loud.

I am also addicted to thrift stores and as a fellow treasure trover, i'm telling you- go back and get that ashtray.