Sometimes it seems like Thrift Shops are getting more and more expensive (at least where I live).
Driving back from my second trip this year down to Hilton Head, SC to see my Grandmother recently, I stopped at as many thrift shops as I could find. Every time I stopped for gas or a break I would search for Thrift shops on my GPS. If I found something within 10 miles I would check it out. Mostly it was disappointing, and then I found a charity thrift shop in one of the small towns I stopped in. I stopped in so many small towns that I can’t remember which one this was. I think it was a thrift shop for Diabetes.
It did not look promising. And then I saw some of the prices and got giddy. Not everything was cheap but they has a section where dishes were a dime. A DIME! I can’t remember when the last time was I saw anything for a dime.
This is my haul from that shop. It cost me .97 cents which included the tax.
2 small plates (one is Corelle), a Japanese Mug, two comic paperbacks & a glass candle holder.
I bought this gorgeous gentleman this afternoon when I was out running errands. It is an antique oil painting that has seen better days. The damage isn’t quite so obvious when you look at it from a few feet away and without a light directly on it. Up close you can see the cracks and missing paint.
I decided that he looks like he could have been a Vaudeville magician, or if not an actual magician, a man who would know/enjoy parlor tricks and could keep secrets.
I can’t tell if he is a widow or was jilted by his true love. Hmmm maybe he has a frail, ailing wife who has consumption which gives him the hint of sadness he seems to have. We have named him Uncle Magnifico Presto, and he sort of makes me want a wall of portraits where each person is facing the same way.