So today I headed over to a local thrift shop to see what I could hunt up.
And, well, meh.
You know, I haven't really been in a thrift shop since my school days, when fear that a classmate would see me kept me hiding near the back...dreading every minute and waiting for my mom to be done looking. I didn't care what kind of great deals she got, the fact was if I was seen it was social suicide.
Fortunately, I am over that.
Since then, thrifting has come a long way. There's high end shops, the prettier euphemism "consignment shops" or "vintage" shops. Thrift shopping has become a way of scoring great deals on barely used items.
Or so I thought.
Maybe I was in the wrong shop, but it was basically as I remembered--kind of icky, other people's
That said...ahem...I did grab a couple items off the $1 rack that I thought I may be able to do something with. Even though I was under the mistaken impression that, this being a thrift shop and all, most items were going to be around the $1 range. WRONG. There was a single $1 rack, located at the veeerrrry back of the store.
I don't mean to sound uppity, or snobby or whatever. And I will give thrifting another shot. There's some others around that may be better or lower priced or less stinky or whatever. Maybe there is a treasure trove of gently used items awaiting my re-fashioning hands, and I just haven't found it yet!
P.S. It just doesn't seem like a real post without pictures in it, does it? Probably explains my extensive over-use of bold, italics, and various font sizes here. But my camera, alas, has dead batteries. Meaning it's just mostly dead, which is slightly alive. And hopefully will be fully alive once I get to the store. Maybe I should have picked up that $7 Polaroid I saw today? Who cares if they're not making the film anymore...I just have to find where the USB cable plugs in...