When I'm bored and lonely I often find myself in a thrift store. I can't use/fit/afford what I see, but never let a bargain go unnoticed.
Anyway, here are some bad cell phone photos taken from various sources. You can almost smell the dust and urine, can't you?
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| lovely old Mardi Gras Indian costume |
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| sideboard |
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| beautiful old desk at the Salvation Army |
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| Old Stove |
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| Cute little chair |
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| Big honkin chair |
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| freaky stuffed poodle |
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| midcentury modern credenza |
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| Gouache portrait from India at Salvation Army |
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| Barbie's cardboard dreamhouse |
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| gorgeous/tacky lamps |
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| redneck coatrack |
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| Someone's light reading in the bathroom |
13 comments:
you really must putting this
shopping talent to good use.
Can't believe that you passed up Barbie's Dream House!
I would have bought the whole lot in a flash!
oh my, sugar! i would love to know the story behind the mardi gras indian costume! *sigh* you are so going to be my thrift shop guide next time i'm in NOLA, darlin! xoxoxox
I was wondering where the hell that stuffed poddle got too. And the Madri Gras ensemble was un-loved by some drag queen I see.
really really really really want the desk.
I'd kill for those lamps... the best of the lot, I say!
Hugs
Jon
I had that exact cardboard Barbie house. I "slightly" modified it by poking holes to install a coat hanger curtain rod across the width, thus shielding Ken's eyes from seeing the bed when visited Barbie. I thought it wasn't proper he see too soon in the relationship. Sadly, he died when he was thrust off the rooftop in her car.
You should get bored/lonely more often, and resell these treasures to your loyal blog readers, Jason.
Can someone buy me that stove?
sigh...
Loving the credenza, but it's really about Barbie's Dream House, isn't it?
I am in love with the sideboard and the stove. It sucks seeing all sorts of stuff and knowing you can't have it. Tiens bon! Courage!
Peenee needs the dream house for his linen closet/Barbie doll sex club!
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