We’ve had a couple of theme weeks lately; that means there are lots of miscellaneous pictures hanging around just begging to be used in a post. I can hear them calling “Me, me, use me!” as I scroll through our photo library. Don’t be afraid; some of them are even pictures of nice things.
As an act of good faith, I’ll start out with something adorable:
I have never seen a baby-sized water bottle, much less a decorated one with a baby plug. This is in remarkable shape, considering its age–I believe it’s even older than me!
Okay, back to our regularly scheduled post. This set of Melmac caught our attention:
I’m sure this hot pink floral design is bright enough to wake someone from a coma; just think what it might do to your sleepy crew in the morning.
There is something very odd about these souvenirs:
They are made of plastic and fake wood, are not exactly the same size, and they are souvenirs from Braubach, Germany, which is situated on the banks of the Rhine. Why are the fish tropical? Do you think that someone had overindulged in Riesling wine, when they were souvenir shopping, and forgot where they were? I can’t think of a more likely scenario to explain this odd couple.
We have run into some scary clothes in the last couple of weeks. First up is a relic of the 1980’s that was never good:
I feel confident saying that it takes a whole lot of attitude to pull off this look, no matter what size you are. Maybe Lula from Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum series could wear it with some bright gold spandex and boots. On a nonfictional plus-size woman, this coat might just end up looking like a space suit, rather than the stunning evening wear she was imagining.
Ohhh, it gets worse:
A little polyester fashion horror show anyone? The dress on the left had to be someone’s Bicentennial dress for the big parade. The dress on the right’s label says: Silksensible paris milan new york 100% polyester made in Korea. If you ask me, it looks like pure 1970’s Bobbie Brooks, which has NOTHING to do with the fashion capitals of the world.
Whew, let’s look at something interesting and unusual to settle our minds a little. Neither Kathy nor I knew that the gramophone horns were used in other ways:
This old Atwater Kent radio came with an Atwater Kent horn as a speaker. It probably still plays just fine today, or could, with a little work. I love how old things have such nice touches, like the lovely name plate.
We’re on the home stretch now; this post is the concentrated evil of several weeks, which explains this next picture:
Maybe only to be topped by this creation:
Holy Smokes Grandma, put down the crochet hook before you create more horrors! Can you imagine the little girl’s face on Christmas when she opened this Strawberry Shortcake doll that Grandma made her? Oh, the humanity! I wonder if Granny owned those two polyester dresses? It’s a comforting thought that one person is responsible, instead of four.
We saw the stuffed rooster at a garage sale, and Kathy couldn’t resist pairing it with this ever so elegant velvet bench:
I think that with a little work, the bench could look okay. Just paint the metal black and use different fabric; there isn’t any hope for the rooster. ;- ) Wish I had noticed the Barbie scooter in the background, instead of goofing around with the rooster. Our first mission is shopping, which we occasionally forget while having fun taking pictures.
Our local Goodwill has huge rolling bins of books, as well as numerous shelves. We don’t ever plumb the depths; it’s too time-consuming, and the chance of a payoff for all that work is slim. But we had to laugh at this book sitting smack dab on the top of a bin:
Oh those funny, funny Goodwill shoppers.
As promised, I’ll end with another nice thing:
She was just sitting on top of the glass case one week, cute as can be. She isn’t our thing, but we hope she went home with someone who will love her.
As always, thanks for reading. It’s garage sale season, so don’t forget your cameras; we love to post our loyal readers’ finds too!