Argh!!!! Shopping alone is so much harder. I took the summer intern with me while he was still out of school, but he doesn’t appreciate the fine points of bad thrift store finds to their full extent yet, still he does try. BUT … Deb is back, and the general public had better watch out this Friday. We probably should have a page go before us, and send out a proclamation, or maybe that would be overkill? So for this week, you get a few solo finds that still managed to find their way onto my poor camera, and then we pick up again.
First off, we don’t want you to think the thrift stores have a monopoly on bad decor. We found this at one of the local “decorating” and craft stores:
Because every home needs a horsey saddle on wheels? The horse head, saddle, wheel, barrel, gun, and tail are all on one item, just in case it is hard to tell from the plethora of pseudo-western claptrap. I can’t imagine anyone buying it new, but I am sure someone will, and next thing we know, it will be gracing the local thrift. At least we hope no one wants to live with it for any length of time.
On the same trip, the summer intern spotted this poor fellow:
Since we are taking a peek into the animal kingdom, what about this cat frame?
This item had me pretty confused, but maybe it is from the animal category too. Do you think it’s a cast of a bigfoot print?
The brown stripe on the side is part of it too. I suppose it is supposed to be a basket, but why a quarter of it, and out of plaster? I obviously have seen too much cable TV to even have that idea enter into my deluded noggin.
These candles began to express my feelings:
These shoes say it all:
Well, actually, I don’t know what they say, but can you imagine everyone you meet bending over to look at your feet? Maybe they are for those overly endowed females that are tired of getting their upper half ogled exclusively.
I know we were supposed to swear off these, but this one had me giggling. So what does this say? Happy Birthday, here’s a stick of dynamite?
Sometimes dishes are good, sometimes they are bad, and sometimes they are ugly. Here is the bad and the ugly:
There is nothing nice to say about this plate, and to top off the insult, all that cross-hatching on the plate is texture, so if you were to make the colossal mistake of actually placing something on it, you could never get it clean again without scrubbing each crack with a toothbrush. Just take it out and use it as a clay pigeon. Much easier.
On the other hand, how pretty is this?
So on that happy note, I will leave you this week. Look out world, we are on the loose for next week!