Most of this week’s post is G-rated; but there were a couple of things that probably require a PG warning. It isn’t our fault–we blame ARC and Goodwill! I’m pretty sure you’ll recognize the errant items when you see them.
Pee-wee Herman was such a loud, innocent, goofy man-child:
Then his alter ego’s scandal made headlines, and he disappeared from the big stage. I think it’s unfortunate that his doll has those kung-fu grip hands. I can’t look at this doll without unruly thoughts entering my middle-aged unfiltered brain such as: I hope those arms are tied down. Mercy, can you imagine the fuss if one of those hands wandered over towards the zipper area?
I thought this seller had an interesting eye for graphics:
She was a produce manager at a local grocery store. She said she loved the boxes that fruits and veggies were packed in and decided to frame some of it. I also like the colors of the backing and frame.
Never mind that this is a poor copy of Michelangelo’s magnificent David:
The modesty cover is an epic fail!! I think that “tail” hanging down is wwwaaayy more suggestive than the reality of the nude. When we first saw this statue, our mouths fell open, and we stared at each other in shock. We thought someone had “enhanced” David. It wasn’t until we got closer that we saw the covering was taped on. He was gone the next week; I’m wondering if the buyer left the loincloth on.
Time for an about-face and look at something entirely innocent, still bad, but innocent:
This ivy- and flower-covered bird house has just a little too much going on. The bird nest weather vane is the coup de grâce; it’s amazing how many times crafters just don’t know when enough is enough.
We love the fall when thrift stores dig out vintage (appearing) clothing for Halloween costumes:
Could these dresses be any more Little House on the Prairie, only uglier? If they were mine, I would beg for a head-to-toe pinny (pinafore) to wear over it. It’s hard to believe that these were real dresses were for sale at a clothing store; they would NOT be flattering on anyone. Maybe they were out there for fathers to buy for their little girls to wear to prom; I can’t really think of another market for something worse than burlap.
To take the horrible taste of those dresses out of our figurative mouths, let’s look at this beautiful kimono:
It was gorgeous with exquisite embroidery on salmon-colored silk. If someone buys it for Halloween, I hope that they realize how lovely it is and treat it with respect.
One final clothing find:
What is going on here? Is this pair of shoes even wearable? What a crazy idea–maybe this is what happens when a fashionista takes Molly. I would have said LSD, but I think some amphetamines might be involved since there were a ton of beads used. Heck, what do I know about illicit drugs; maybe someone just drank too much 5 Hour Energy and then looked in their bead box.
This shelf was full of those glued-together plates and bases made from candle holders, short dishes with pedestals, and vases:
These aren’t too bad; it makes us shudder when crafters use beautiful antique dishes or candle holders. Some modern glues are very difficult to impossible to negate, so these pieces are probably married forever, sob!
We’re partial to gourd creations:
Both of these are pretty dang fun. We loved the primitive decorations on both of these creations. Gourds are a perfect medium for wood burning; the yellowish-brown color shows off the lines caused by your burning implement. Of course gourds take paint amazingly; I had never seen holes punched to enhance the design.
We had another whaaat moment during this shopping trip. Yes, we saw all of this stuff on one momentous day:
This cowtastrophy is beyond understanding. There are two cows here, both with udders, sitting back to back under a cloak? a blanket? I’m not sure what the feathers and ribbons are doing to help this hot mess. I just can’t understand what inspired this statue; it’s pretty scary and inexplicable. Any ideas from all of you faithful readers?
Let’s end with one of our pet peeves–shells:
I wish I had the energy to do a magnificent rant about these shells. What a poor excuse for a necklace and waste of life this is. I can’t imagine someone looking at this and saying, “How beautiful–I must own it!” Of course, it could be worked into an awesome Halloween costume. Maybe a little old lady (a la Hallmark’s Maxine) could wear it with some crazy-patterned polyester shirt and pants combo.
Here’s wishing all of you happy hunting on your garage sales and thrift store expeditions.