Sometimes we go to thrift stores just for entertainment. Don't judge me. Thrift stores serve a very important purpose in my life. Thrift stores are a sort of grave yard for bad ideas and impulse purchases.
If you want to know about "fads", go to the thrift stores. There are always a lot of odd kitchen appliances, olive trays and scary bric a brac items.
Today we picked a winner item. When it was new, I bet it was just the cute item that someone intended to display on an end table, or maybe on a coffee table. I don't know exactly what it did originally, but I am fairly sure that music was involved.
(I need to make a note to put some batteries in my pocket before I go to the thrift store.)
Mind you, right next to this lovely item, was a large clear plastic bag filled with broken angel parts, mostly heads..
So here is the lovely winner for today.
It appeared that at one point, the dog, the little girl and the old man moved. Notice the missing lamp cover, the broken fence and the headless child feeding birds...
There is more. In the center of the picture, near the pole holding the music box is a shoe. It is difficult to see in the photo, but it seems that there was another child originally on this ... thing.
There are often things at thrift stores that make me giggle, or shrug. I often mutter, "who would buy that?"
I understand that there are uses for things that I do not see uses for. I have watched as my "big trash" pile diminished by half as people cut cords off of things, took every bit of scrap metal and other assorted oddities to "recycle".
This item wins because it completely perplexed me. This item reminds me of all of the things we teach our children to avoid. Enticing older men, puppies as lures...and of course, the headless children.
This was our favorite above the strange monkey carving, the bunny with a tea set hot glued to its head and many other oddities.
The thrift store reminds me that impulse buys often end up at the thrift store. The thrift store reminds me that a spinning microwave hot dog cooker will become boring quickly. The thrift store reminds me that somewhere out there is a person willing to buy a bag of angel heads.
After all, if it didn't sell, they wouldn't make the shelf space for it, right?
Why do I go to thrift stores? Sometimes, there are things that simply no longer exist in regular stores. I have items that I am looking for.
For instance, I have a fabulous friend who collect vintage Pyrex and would squeal with delight if I were able to find any pink pieces. I watch for them. I have another friend who collects vintage Coke memorabilia, just really special items. I watch for things for others.
Really, in all honesty, I go for the smiles. I can see things that I remember as a child. Yes, the items are used up and filthy, but they remind me of things. They remind me of how much things change.
Oh, I look around my house this evening and wonder which items will end up in a thrift store with someone giggling and shaking their head.
And time will continue...
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