Barn find: An Underwood No. 3!


I stopped by the thrift shop yesterday afternoon to drop off a few things.

And to take a look around, of course.

The shop was so busy that there wasn’t a single parking spot in their lot, or even on the street out front. I ended up parking a block away.

I’d never seen this shop so busy. So I didn’t expect to find anything good.

But then, after I’d had to “excuse me” and “pardon me” all the way through the shop, I finally saw something awesome in the narrowest aisle. On the floor.

A diamond in the rough. Very, very rough.

A diamond in the rough. Very, very rough. It’s sitting on a vintage steel typewriter table that belongs to Janeray.

An Underwood No. 3 typewriter!

-That’s not all!>

Over the rainbow, not exactly over the moon

You know yard sale season has arrived when the shelves of thrift stores start getting a bit empty. Last Saturday all the glassware was clear, all the dishes were boring, and even my favorite store with its perpetual Saturday-40%-off-bric-a-brac sale was a dud. Total dud. How is that even possible?

So I hit all the off-the-beaten-track stores run by hospitals, nonprofits and nuns. They’re the only local stores that carry old sewing stuff–fabric, notions, patterns. That’s where I found an assortment of little goodies.


A rainbow of vintage trims. Fancy some pink piping on a pillow? Kelly rick rack on an apron? So many possibilities!

At this stop the woman at the checkout in front of me had three laundry baskets full of toys. Expensive toys. The nun asked if she ran a day care. Nope. She was buying them all for her cockatoo! I wanted to see her house so bad. Can’t you just imagine mountains of plastic stuff with a bored bird perched on top?

See the rest…

Flea or thrift? Flea or thrift? Don’t make me choose!


Loved the color on this ladder (which I didn’t buy). I think I’ll steal the idea, though.

Yesterday ManRay and I did a marathon of shopping starting at the Golden Nugget Flea Market in Lambertville NJ. I haven’t been there since last summer and was surprised by how much the market has changed. At one time it was considered the preeminent antiques market on the East Coast.

Read on!

I hit the after-Christmas sale at the thrift shop


And this is what I scored! Read the rest of this entry »

Romance of the Stars, or, What’s wrong with thrift stores?

My heart got broken by Romance of the Stars. (Pass the Kleenex! Cue weepy Hungarian violin in a minor key!)

What’s so wonderful about Romance of the Stars?


Ah, it’s a fantabulous mid-century atomic starburst pattern! It was love at first sight! Read the rest of this entry »