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.
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.
wicker picnic set I use to hold my extensive cassette collection- I have to admit the gingham sold me. |
(a little bit of a cheat) embroidered handkerchief found in Cobblestones with Henry |
much love,
annie
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