I went antiquing over the weekend with my buddy Scoobie, and unfortunately, I have nothing really I can share with you right now because what I bought was a gift for someone.
Rather than totally ruin the surprise for the recipient, who probably would prefer to see her gift in a box at her birthday rather than spread all over the pages of this blog, I'll wait to share with you folks later.
Anyway, lately, I've been in the mode where I'm happy with my decor and so I really don't feel I NEED much myself. But there are a couple of things I look for when I go out thrifting just the same...
Y'know, those Holy Grail items that would be great to find, if I happened to run across them. Like unusual Victorian postcards... or more pieces of my Anchor Hocking moonstone dishes... or an enticing example of McCoy or Hull... well, that would be a pot of a different color.
I already had one such moment a few months ago when I found my red velvet sofa at the Salvation Army Superstore in West Mifflin.
So I open it up to you good folks...
If you could find your dream item at a thrift store, yard sale, flea market or whathaveyou... what would it be?
(Note: Treasure Boxes Filled with Unclaimed Cash are a given, and therefore not worth mentioning. :) )
Oh, and while I remember, if you didn't get to see Sunday's post where a 1960s photo shoot for fabric takes an odd turn around the bases at the ballpark, well, you can click here.