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| two thrifted paintings- an homage to my love for florals |
Let's be real here: thrift shops are overwhelming. Especially starting off, it's easy to stick to one certain section where you've had success in the past and call it a day. For me, it was graphic tees. I mean you can't really go wrong with them so it was a pretty good deal of large reward with little to no effort (as you will soon find out, I absolutely loathe having to try clothing on). Now, as someone who's been thrifting for over six years and may have a mild shopping addiction, I love the harder sections. Frustrating as it is, I take pride after trying on dozens of ill fitting pants to find the perfect plaid trouser or going through my infamous denim skirt search until finding the ideal length.
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| jokingly called my "prized possession": my John Cena alarm clock |
So as I began venturing out of my comfort zone, I discovered the void that is the homewares of thrift shops. Lovingly called by my friends and I, "the weird shit" section, bric-a-brac hosts everything from books perfect for tearing apart for collages, dinnerware, and my personal favorite, "novelties". As someone months away from gaining their first apartment, bric-a-brac has become a true love to wander through just due to its oddities and the occasional score.
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| wicker picnic set I use to hold my extensive cassette collection- I have to admit the gingham sold me. |
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| (a little bit of a cheat) embroidered handkerchief found in Cobblestones with Henry |
much love,
annie
