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I have previously stayed away from rummage sales, because the word 'rummage' is kind of unattractive as is the mental image it conjures up. Not that 'dumpstering' is a better word, but my 8 year old sister made it up, so it's cute. Rummage is not. Then I read on Moderate Means how she went to one, and even got free stuff, and I'd hate to think there are free things being handed out somewhere without me present. That just wouldn't be fair.
Actually, I went to TWO rummage sales (the churches were practically next to each other, and couple blocks from my work) a couple times, because I felt that the future Mr Snork should experience it as well, and there was a half off day the next day. How can you not??
It was terrible. They had, like 2 halls and 3 courtyards full of stuff. There was a rack of fur coats ($175-$500). A rack of them, not just the scraggly one or two. We live in SoCal, by the way. I asked the stern volunteer lady where they got their stuff, and was sternly informed it is all donated.
There was a whole 'designer' clothing and shoes section, in addition to the Hall of Clothes and Courtyard of Shoes. I saw 12 pairs of skis. I asked where all this stuff goes when it doesn't sell - seriously - who buys fur coats in SoCal - and was sternly told it is either donated to S-Boutique, or various charities. Pretty cool. I picture a fireplace at a children's ministry somewhere with a cozy rabbit fur rug, for children to sit and read books on, courtesy of rummage sale fur coat donations.
I was slightly obsessed with this $10 chair. The fabric is ugly, probably original. I don't even like mid century modern stuff (except my awesome chairs) but I like the lines. And the fact that I could change the cushions to the Alexander Henry fabric I've been dreaming about. And then I could probably resell it. On the downside, I have two danish modern tables in garage I'm supposed to be refinishing. Jesse is getting suspicious over my intent with those.
I know, I already have a wedding dress.
But may be this one could be like an artsy photo project?
Or may be I could use it in case Jesse and I decided to secretly elope before the actual wedding.
Plus, once the wedding is done with, I probably can't keep shopping for wedding dresses, so I may as well, yes?
See how I added a shawl for a belt there? Artsy in progress. $10
I am not sure what this is, but look at the colors! And, they're dancing! It's on a piece of fabric and it's signed. ..Marcot? My dad really likes tribal stuff, so I thought he'd enjoy it if my mom lets him hang it on a wall. Ha. $2.50
This $5 chandelier deserves a post of its own. Don't let its dustyness fool you.
There was also photo/history book about Soviet Union, 3 patterns for 10c each, a $1 ziplock baggy of plastic indians that my dad collects, and a very very soft cashmere blazer for the future Mr Snork. He looks and feels like a very soft kitten in it, and it pleases me.
The Things I Didn't Get But Eyeballed Gallery:
I want to hug and hold anything with ball and claw feet. Literally. If Ikea started attaching wood ball and claw feet to their fake wood stuff, I'd probably be all over it. May be if I hadn't drug home a ball and claw alley table that one time.. I could have gotten this one. (The alley table that I'm supposed to refinish is still utouched in garage. Sigh)
Another awesome chair to feed my chair obsession. No balls or claws, but almost. And the flowers. !!
I wanted this kind of badly, it's got the original tapestry seat under the needlepoint fruit. Note the tiny ball and claw feet. And, it's practically a chair, which explains the magnetic pull it had. When I came back the half off day (that would make $7.50) it was gone. Jesse did a little dance. Sigh. So much potential..
It's not quite as cool as the Amish Cat I stalked at a San Clemente thrift shop, but it has cool potential.
I also ate a jar of cookies this weekend, and accompanied Giraffy to Farmer's Market, so it wasn't ALL running around, rummaging and taking pictures, just so you know.