Have you ever actually strutted through a thrift shop? As of yesterday… um, yeah, I have. If I could have taken an exact picture like Macklemore’s, I would have. But I wasn’t shopping with anyone, and this isn’t really an asking-a-stranger kind of photograph.
(This post is an attempt to spice up an otherwise boring post about shopping at a thrift store. For it to make any sense at all, you need to have heard this song. Go ahead and listen, I’ll wait. Oh, and NSFW. Oh, and even though these guys look nothing alike, they’re both my ‘type’ in completely different ways. Ha.)
Imma take your grandpa’s style… no for real, ask your grandpa, can I have his hand-me-downs?
I love my little thrift shopping theme song. I think it brings me good luck. But not this canteen. The stripes are awesome… but I’m too much of a germaphobe to drink out of this.
I’m serious about this song. I strolled through Goodwill like I owned the place. With only twenty dollas in my pock-et… Okay, I’ll stop. I think thrift stores are by far the best place to get varying sizes of picture frames. Spray paint them all the same color (or don’t), and you have a gallery wall that only looks expensive. But sometimes you can also stumble onto a large canvas that would normally cost twice as much buying new at a hobby store. And once you paint over it, you can create plenty of unique, personalized art for your home (like I did in my study-o).
I spotted some chairs (I didn’t run across them, ha) that I think would look amazing in a dining room once they were recovered. And for only $19 each (or less – I didn’t even check to see if it was a half-off day), they would really be a great deal.
I didn’t take much home. I loved these glass containers (only $2 and $4 each). It was obvious they were once used for food, but I plan on using the smaller one for the study-o (small items tend to accumulate in an office). I wound up leaving the bigger one behind – the bottom was uneven and I knew the constant weeble-wobble action would drive me insane.
I hesitated bringing this one home. I don’t have kids and it seems so perfect for a kid’s room. But something about it still convinced me to take it home. I think it was probably that it was heavy and only a dollar. For the sheer weight of it, I think I got my money’s worth (and I kind of want to see if it will polish up a little)…
After I made my purchases, I climbed into my car. And what do you think I heard the minute the radio came on? One man’s trash, that’s another man’s come up!
Have a great weekend!
(UPDATE: YHL is obsessed with the song too and issued a Macklemore Thrift Shop Challenge today. The blog world has officially adopted this song for our own. And now I guess I have to make another trip back to take that picture after all!)