My latest trip yielded the opportunity to purchase the following items (and no..even though I'm not always known for my tasteful choices, I didn't buy any of these!)
Ain't nobody here but us grandchickens!
This one especially made me giggle because I feel like I know just where the person who made this was coming from and who it was probably gifted to. As a person who has no kids, my parents get lots of talk about the alternate grands from my household - "alternate grands" being anything that isn't an actual living, breathing human grandchild but something else that we barren children use to try and replace living, breathing human grandchildren though they often fall short of the goal.
Badly Behaved Mannequin Boys
Badly Behaved House Cats
Kind of makes grandchickens look better and better, doesn't it? As someone who has actually given my parents gifts or notes signed from alternate grands in the past, I especially appreciate the cheerful gold glitter paint on the frame here and the sheer size of the frame (huge!) and have to wonder if it was gifted by a child to their parent or if perhaps...just perhaps the grandparent made this for themselves because they loved their grandchickens so much. And what is the resale possibility of this item? I love thrift stores - if for nothing else than their unfailing optimism that there is a buyer for everything...and let me remind you that there is:
Didn't expect to see her again, did you?
Sorry about that. Need something to wash the bad taste of pantyhose crafted thrifting past out of your mouth? Maybe this next item will be useful. Here we have something that I have never seen in a thrift store:
A Pimp Cup!
Bless it's heart with it's crookedly applied glittery ribbon trim. Not nearly as "royale" as advertised on the carton. Did the receiver of this gift keep it in the original carton for a while before resigning themselves to the fact that they just weren't pimp material and never would be? I'd like to have seen the thrift store pricer deciding what price category a pimp cup should go in. $8.99 is hardly royale. It's hard out there for a pimp cup.
And to round things out:
Cute Kitten Resting In A Stripper Heel
(You hear that? That's my blog hit counter working overtime from stripper heel fetishists hitting the pavement at Ranch Dressing after phrase searching on Google. Welcome y'all!)
Okay seriously, how can a jacked-up pimp cup go for $8.99 when this beauty is a mere $1.99? And that poor kitten! Left pining at home alone again while its owner goes out to earn the cat litter money. Story of my life, I tell ya.
Well kids, those were pretty much the highlights of my latest thrifting trip. It just goes to show that some days are epic "oh my god, this vintage Pyrex bowl doesn't even have a chip!" days and other days are well, Grandchicken Pimpin' Kittens In Stripper Heels kinds of days.
Until next time (one man's trash is another man's treasure, yo),
x's and o's,