Archive for August, 2009

Hole

Monday, August 31st, 2009

Remember this big nasty hole? Probably not.

I f*cking do. Its been my secret shame in the den for almost two years.

Fuck yeah! We patched it up goooood.

Ahhhhhh. Sweet sweet victory.

Thrifty!

Monday, August 31st, 2009

$10 at Goodwill for the pair.

Golden Girls or Modernist Rattan? I think I really like them, but I’m not sure where they will end up.

$3.99 Salvation Army.

Owls? Done and dead? How does scale affect tired trends?

Does 14″ of vintage hot red ceramic owl qualify as more sculptural and therefore more interesting or remain firmly planted as trendy tsotchke? Hmmmmmm.

I’m not sure if the owl thing is dead dead dead – but I suspect this guy may still be pretty rad.

Sweet jesus I’m so glad I’m getting back to a normal work schedule and can go thrifting. I was jonesing big time for my thrifty adventures during the past few months. What a sweet sense of relief walking in and smelling that oh so familiar musty fart smell of the thrift store.

Brickhouse Bitches

Sunday, August 30th, 2009


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Attention:

Whomever keeps hitting up this bloggity for “brickhouse bitches” – this probably isn’t the site your googling for.

Keep doing it though. I love weirdo search hits.