We have been shopping twice a week since Kathy started her Friday job. I’m not sure that poor Fort Collins can take the Dynamic Duo twice as often as usual. We were at a thrift store on Thursday, talking to a worker that we’ve known since we started the blog (over ten years ago!!), and the woman standing next to her said, “I remember these ladies from Savers!” OMG, thanks for calling us ladies and remembering us!
Lately, we’ve seen a ton of stuff with female connections. Because it’s us, most of it is bad, with just a few fun things sprinkled in. Seems like it’s time to have a ladies-only post.
These might be THE weirdest pot holders, ever:
We found Mr. Pot Holder first, and then Kathy spied the missus on the next end cap over. He doesn’t look thrilled to be reunited, and she looks downright woebegone. Why would you put that expression on a face that you look at in your kitchen? I think someone has kicked her dog, wrecked her car, and eaten the last donut. How hard would it have been to stitch a smile and less wrinkle-inducing eyebrows?
A couple of weeks ago, we saw the financial district action figures. They were weird, but this one is great:
I think it might have gone home with Kathy if it hadn’t been $5. This societal archetype usually implies that lonely spinsters find companionship with cats instead of men. What about male sterotypes, hmmm? I guess that would be crazy reptile guy. Can’t wait to see the action figure for that archetype; give me cats any day!!!
We were laughing at the chia zebras on the shelf and what a weird idea that was, when we noticed those poor ladies on the upper right:
How do these even still exist? Did someone fetch them from their 1970s vault? They are in great condition for a ceramics project; those things always get chipped. Maybe the damage the universe inflicts is inverse to the quality of the object. No wonder these are perfect. I’m pretty sure they will occupy this shelf until it’s time to escort them to the dumpster. I would rather have the chia zebras—at least they’re funny!
These figurines frequently have strange hand-painted expressions:
I’m glad this gal is sitting because she looks like she is half in the bag, which could be catastrophic in that dress. She did have something in her right hand, but it’s broken now. No one will ever convince me that it wasn’t a glass full of wine! Honestly, I know that Regency romances make females’ lives sound exciting and fun. My own take on that is: it’s hard to live a life where you are only appreciated for your appearance and breeding capabilities. A couple of glasses of wine might help with that.
We aren’t even sure what’s going on here:
We were looking in a box called doll parts and saw this head engulfed by green pom-poms. It’s hard to see, but there are things that look like persimmons at the very top, plus a bit of green tinsel? I think she is pretty disturbing and can’t figure out why she hasn’t been tossed long before her trip to Who Gives a Scrap? She has a clown-like vibe that always makes me uneasy. This has to be some horrible craft fail that shamed the maker so much that it ended up in a box on the top shelf of a closet, never to see the light of day while the maker still lived.
I’m not sure this is true:
I think that if you eat glitter for breakfast, you will poop rainbows all day, which might also be awesome!
This poor little girl:
We love purple hair and have the dolls to prove it! This dolly isn’t some craft gone wrong; she was made on purpose and sold! I’m not sure why she has big ol’ man hands, but even more disturbing are the black freckles. What the what?? I Googled freckles and looked at a hundred pictures of freckled faces. The freckles were all various shades of brown; these black freckles look like blackheads–ick–not freckles!
These were a little mystifying:
What’s Mae West doing under an umbrella or a lampshade, and why are there two of her? Turns out that these are used to scent your boudoir, or wherever, with perfume or your favorite essential oil. The caps are perforated, and under the cap there is a cavity that can be filled. There is also a spongy-looking tube inside to bring the scent up to the openings. I just use tiny vases and reed diffusers to spread my favorite scents around—no need for glass women under umbrellas.
Finally, something fun:
We don’t usually buy ashtrays, but I couldn’t resist this Mid-century modern version complete with rhinestones! I’m not sure where she is going, or what I might do with her, but home she came. Can you imagine using an ashtray with rhinestones inside? I was really careful washing her because water and rhinestones do not mix!! I did a quick look up of the Kreiss Company, and it’s pretty interesting. They started in 1939 in San Diego, and became “famous” in the 1960s and ’70s for their “Psycho Ceramics Figurines” which are very strange. They also did Asian-themed ceramics, and that’s where this ashtray fits in.
Since we are celebrating (?) the female in this post, we might as well give away some girly hankies.
Metallic flower hanky Daisy hanky
H is for hanky Cutwork hanky
Leave a comment on this or next week’s post, and we’ll hold a drawing on Friday, September 27th at 9pm MDT. If you have a favorite, don’t be shy, let us know and we’ll try to make sure you get it! We’ll announce the winners in the October 4th post. Good luck!