Score of the Week! (#14)

My Mother-in-law, Donna, and I have a usual routine, where every week or so we go to pick up my boy from school (usually his Dad gets him, as we are currently a one-car family), and afterward we go and hunt a thrift shop or two.  Usually she heads straight to the toys with her grandson, while I spin through the shop as rapidly as I can possibly manage, like the Tasmanian devil in search of juicy morsels of cheap decor.   This week we actually managed to hit two places, which is miraculous.  That’s like TWO carcasses of… decor?

The Boy Was Already Mine

The Boy Was Already Mine

Most Of the Loot

Most Of the Loot

The pic above is my kiddo showing the scale on those ladder-like shelves–which already have a hanging bracket, and I will be painting them some funky color, I assure you– and that skinner canvas that I got for two bucks!  Whoo-hoo!  Canvases can be so expensive, and the shape of this one is quite unusual.  Or I don’t remember seeing any like this available at Hob Lob, anyway.

(Oh, and he is standing in front of his video game design I mentioned in an earlier post.  Love that boy.)

<<<  Sorry that this pic is so blurry, but it is the only one that showed the bulk of the goodies.  It all looks rather ho-hum doesn’t it?  I promise you, it will grow up to be great stuff someday!

The first place we went was my favorite little no-name thrift shop (I think its actually “Our Ladies of Charity” or something like that– its on the back of a Catholic church),  this little rescue place right over near Fox’s school.  It’s kind of an odd store….  It’s divided in two parts, one half of it looks like a regular thrift shop, with racks of clothes and cases of “better” knick-nacks, many of which are actually nice and still reasonably priced.  The other half of the shop is an oddball cement-floored warehouse with pianos, dinettes, rolls of wallpaper, and stacks of records and books.  I always, always find good stuff there, and the prices are consistently great.  I think both of these factors are due to most people just don’t know that it’s there.  I’m pretty sure if more folks knew about it and the place was always busy, the prices would probably be higher.  I love those secret gem places, and when I am lucky enough to have one, I will drive a ways to get to it, if I have to!  Fortunately, this one is not *that* far, but its not home-convenient, either– like I said, its right near his school so it at least has the potential to be convenient for me every-so-often.  Anyway, I’m rambling– back to the point, Amber!

Coral Doilies and Pink Bucket

Coral Doilies and Pink Bucket

While at this first place, I managed to snag a few things for the guest room.  I scored an awesome trio of vintage coral-colored doilies, two of them are a matching pair.  They are so delicate and fine, and I have never, ever seen doilies in that color!  I got the matchy set specifically for the two high parts on the vanity, and they are perfect in their new home.  They appear to have been made just for those spots.  I think I’m going to use the other for an applique on a throw pillow or a project like that, but I haven’t totally decided.

I needed a trashcan for in there, and I’d looked at a few at real-money stores and decided *that* wasn’t going to happen.  Ten bucks for a plastic bucket?  And not even an interesting plastic bucket.  What’s up with that?  I could maybe see it if it was coated in rhinestones or made of lucite or something, but more often than not, its just like a pale gray plastic bin.  Yawn.  I’d barely want them if they were a buck, ten dollars seems like insanity.

So, I’d been watching for them the last few thrifty trips, and this time I found a little metal pail (no handle) that was a shabby-chic, drybrushed, and rose pink.  Only a dollar.  Not perfect, but that sort of thing is *such* an easy fix, I already have the coral spray paint from my “Sunny South” picture frame revamp.  For fifty cents, I had it home, painted, and it its new room by the end of the day.  Perfection!  Just the right size, and custom-cute.

Pottery Vase Duo

Pottery Vase Duo

With a couple of things marked off of the ‘guesty list,’ I set about to check out the collectibles portion of the show– and I got this AhMAHzing duo of lime fifties vases!  I love all the vintage the stuff that sits up in its own wee filigree brass stands… sooo 1950’s.  And these even have all of their little rubber feet.  They are in primo condition, and they were marked as “bath cups” (showing me that the pricers at that place have *no idea*).  The great thing is, I think the lady ringing us up read that as “both cups” so I got them both for 2.50.  Yaaaaay!

Weird.

Weird.

Fox spotted the blue and chartreuse pillow with the waves at that place, and insisted that we get it.  He had recognized that it matched a polka-dotted one that we already had at home –also thrifted, but like, a year ago.  I had absolutely no problem with that purchase, because I was so proud that he’d picked up the similarity between the two… I shouldn’t be that surprised, he is *my* son, but its still delightful when your child demonstrates that he may have one of your own talents.  And then we got them home and he immediately put them together– they are perfect, and made by the same company.  Funny, hunh?

Vera Pillowcase

Vera Pillowcase

This purple pillowcase is a perfect example of not really knowing what you have until you get it home…  Can you see in the blurry picture how it was bundled up and masking-taped closed?  (It’s in the pink bucket.)  I think it was priced at a quarter or maybe fifty cents, but I recognized the print to be vintagey, and I’m always on the lookout for purple linens, so I got it.  I figured at that price, it was worth the risk of not knowing what it really looked like or its condition.  Boy howdy, was I excited when I got it home and opened up!  Its a vintage VERA pillowcase!  You can just barely see her signature logo marking on the upper left corner….  And other than a couple of faded spots, its in good condition.  I am just a little bummed that I only got one, but I have come up with an idea that I’m pretty sure will allow me to still use it in our master bedroom.  And I love that print!  Three different purples, and one of them is a close match to the “Crocus Petal” wall paint in there.

Lemme see, also while at that first place, we found five large ziplock baggies full of transformers, cars, action figures, and little toys for the lad;  I got those two shelf-squares that are stacked inside each other (will be painted the next time you see them); the tall ladder-like shelves for kiddos room; the two blue valances with the Toy Story aliens and spacey motifs; some tees and books for kiddo; and the roll dotty contact paper.  NICE.

I was already thrill-thrilled with those finds.  I could have been done there and been totally satisfied with the day’s haul.  We stopped off at Taco Bell for a snack, and afterward I was talking excitedly with Donna and absent-mindedly missed my turn for the interstate.  The handful of shops immediately after the overpass has a KARM (Knox Area Rescue Ministries), so I oh-so-conveniently pulled in “to turn around” and we decided to take a peek before going back home.

I didn’t really see much in there, I did get a couple of wooden plates– one with a glass dome– for a little project I’m working on….  But when I saw this one thing– whoa nelly, when I saw my official score-of-the month– I had the urge to throw myself upon it as if someone else might round the corner and contest my eventual ownership of it.  I almost didn’t care how much it was, and I didn’t know what kind of condition it was in, but my gut said, “It will be mine, oh yes, oh yes.”  I put it safely in the bottom of the cart, paid my $2.85, and took it home swaddled in a t-shirt, like a big, giant pottery baby.

Pottery Perfection

Pottery Perfection

When I got it home, I took a popsicle stick to the sixty-year-old florist gum (I’m high tech, ya’ll), scraping most of it away pretty quickly.  I took it into the bathroom counter where I would have lots of room, laid it on an old towel, and spritzed it with my super spray (vinegar, blue dawn, orange oil, water).  Between it and a magic eraser, it was a matter of minutes before I realized– holy mother of flippin’, fracking, freeping fabulousness– THIS THING IS PERFECT.  It is so light and delicate feeling, with all of these scallops and curves, there is no wonder it has made it 63 years with no dings, cracks, chips, crazing, no marks of any kind.  And the chartreuse!  Textbook chartreuse.  I love, love, love it.  It makes my heart leap in mid-century perfection.  I am honored to own it.

And what’s really weird?  This piece is exactly the same color and era as my little friendly vase duo that I got at the previous store.  It is like they were always meant to be together, and had I purchased them at the same place, I would have firmly believed that they’d had the same previous owner.  That I was reuniting them and keeping the family together, so to speak.

I’ve been collecting pottery– specifically chartreuse, in fact– for a good few years now, and somehow I managed to get some of the best pieces of my collection in the same afternoon.  It’s exhilarating, I tell you.

So, um, would anyone be interested in helping me build a display wall around this thing?  You know, just an 8 foot stacking china cabinet thingy, I’m thinking sort of mondrian-like….  these pieces deserve it!

(((Oh, and um, yesterday I had some surgery, and today I’m on some vicodin, so I apologize if this post is more typo-laden or loopy in tune than usual…  I tried really hard, but I’m kinda too out of it to be blogging!  I was just too excited about these scores to NOT talk about them!)))

 

 

 


 


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