Let me explain.
The junkin'-gene has always been alive and well inside me, but lately it's been in turbo-manic-mode.
I believe it's a brilliant madness, this tag-sale addiction of mine!
Truly!!!
I was doing great until my sister Linda and I each hopped a plane to the West Coast last month for our brother's birthday. We ended up dragging him all over Southern Cal while begging to stop at every thrift store, swap-meet, resale shop and antique mall we passed by. While Bill rolled his eyes, we, his two older (and wiser) sisters, swooned with dizzying delight.
We unabashedly love JUNQUE!
I had NO PLANS on going anywhere yesterday except for ducking into my nail salon for a quick mani-pedi combo. I'm trying to get my new booth space ready and that means I have a lot of tagging and pricing to do. Plus~ I'm wanting to make up some fresh white cotton pillows for sale and they take time...
But then while my nails were drying my cell phone rang and...and...and...well...
"Beck!
It's Linda!
Guess what I found today......................................?"
My big sister began to brag her head off tell me about all the fabulous things she snagged at a local thrift store and for the next ten minutes, I promise you, that sibling of mine never once drew a breath! Now I'm just going to state for the record that Oklahoma has some great places to shop but I've NEVER seen better great junk than what's offered in the state of Tennessee. I think all those aging country music singers have so much money that when they redecorate they toss out their fabulous old stuff and then my sister sneaks in and buys it all up.
Anyway...after hearing about Linda's haul I told her how excited I was over all she had found. Especially the
***FIVE MANNEQUINS***
she STOLE for $5 each!
(she's going to use them for display in her own shoppe...more about this soon!)
Who gives AWAY FIVE MANNEQUINS anyway????
After we said our good[buys] Linda's great finds kept jumping through my head. Even so, I decided to forgo a thrift store visit opting instead to just return home to start on those white pillows I told you about earlier...
Now...I promise you, I don't know HOW this happened
(I WAS feeling a bit dizzy),
but my car, all on it's own, started driving in the opposite direction of my home and without even realizing it the thing drove straight away to my favorite second-hand store and deposited me right by the front door!
(Tis true!)
Want to know what was waiting there for me to find? Just waiting to be rescued and transformed for my brand new booth space????
Six vintage rockin'-out French Dining Room chairs for an itty-bitty price! I've shown you pictures of them...five are standard chairs and one has arms! They probably hail from the early 70's, but who knows? Not sure what kind of fabric I'm going to use on the seats, but I'm drawn to the plain linen... I might even make white cotton skirts for them...we'll see!
Anyway...
NOT TO BE OUTDONE or anything by my parent's
favorite oldest child...
And so I immediately dialed my sister's cell phone....
"Linda!
It's Beck!
Guess what I found today..................................?"
(I just love to brag!!!)
So who cares??? My newly found chairs MAY NOT be as good as Linda's FIVE MANNEQUINS~but, hey...they will surely sell and that means money in my piggy bank for my new kitchen remodel!!!
(I'm just sayin'....)
Now...see that white fencie/cabinet looking thingy above? Well...my Mr. AGPMan built it for me sometime back and I have yet to use it. It's also going into my new booth space and used for display.
Pretty cool, huh? I love it's shabby-chic-ness! :)
Hope your day is wonderful! I'm off to glue and clamp (yep, the hubster taught me to do that!) and then sand and paint! Busy day ahead!
Love to you...