I have recently renewed my long-dormant love for thrifting.  I come by it rightfully – my mother is a garage sale queen.  Seriously.  The poor thing just had to move, and I am very grateful I live out-of-state and thus got to miss that whole nightmare.  (I did offer to come help with her garage sale in the spring though.  It will be the mack daddy of all garage sales.)  In high school, I Pretty-in-Pinked it up.  90% of my wardrobe was culled from thrift stores, because a) it was cheap and b) I loved vintage even then.

Back then, I bought mainly clothes, shoes, an accessory here and there. Now that I have a house, wee tiny though it is,  a whole new world has opened up.  Check out this MAJOR recent score, all mine for $10!!  All it needed was a piece of the edge glued back on!

Please excuse the rug.  That is on the to-do list.  You can see in the background two blankets I rescued at the same time about a month ago.  Someone put a lot of love and time into these two gems.

I’ve found some of my favorite art at thrift stores, too.

Actually I think I got that last one at a garage sale, and it has a mate – different subject but same colors.

Plenty of great vintage pottery and dishes, too.  Pyrex is my friend.

I still sort through the occasional sweater rack.  I don’t do shoes anymore though – it skeeves me out now. Can’t wash those puppies. Same with purses.

My son, who is a materialistic little bugger, shares my love of the hunt.  His recent big haul, brand new Halo stuff – honest to god I thought his head was going to explode.  LITERALLY.  Someday we are going to go on a holy pilgrimage to the mecca of Goodwills in Seattle – THE DOWNTOWN STORE.  Gotta train for that though.

Not everyone knows the joy of the hunt, however.  I am converting the non-believers one at a time (except The Geek – he doesn’t do libraries or thrift stores).  JWR once went in one, and agreed there were some interesting offerings.  Jenny from the East will be partaking for the first time next weekend east of the mountains.  There is nothing better than a small-town thrift store!  AND this one apparently is right next to a Mexican place with awesome margaritas!  Win win!  My fingers are crossed that lots of old ladies make a big drop off this week!