Thrift Share Monday :)

Vintage New Kids On The Block sleeping bag :)

I've been thrifting like a fiend lately, thrifting good art, bad art, pants, dresses, vintage shoes, and everything in between. I have a big pile of packages in my front room, ready to be sent out today. I haven't been blogging because I've had nothing to say. I've been housesitting and reading good books, swimming and combing warehouses for new and interesting things for my shop. But I need to be back out on the blogging scene again. I need to write, and find reasons to write. I need to work on my novel that I began over the summer (maybe none of this will happen, but I will at least post pictures of my finds).

I would like to post daily over the next month or so, to increase visibility to the reality of Syria and the needs of Syrian refugees. Please take a moment to read up on the most recent news, and donate to Mennonite Central Committee. MCC works to supply the basic needs of Syrian refugees through food, shelter, and the education of children. They are currently working towards raising $1.5M.

Your fake.

Fake Hermes Belt from the Salvation Army - so, so fake

I haven't been blog writing, but I have been writing writing, just in case anyone is worried that I'm lying in a puddle of my own vomit or something. I'm okay. I had a hard month of July, but I'm on the other side, and I'm feeling fine.

I bought a fake Hermes belt yesterday. I was feeling lucky, so I bought it (for a dollar, so I have no regret). Sometimes I do things like this: last second purchases, impulse buys. And these are often my best sellers. Instinct is a powerful thing. But this "Hermes" belt didn't have a "made in France" marking, or even a "Hermes" marking on the belt itself, so I should have known better.

I still don't own a smart phone, and am often surrounded by people who do. Sometimes I feel a twinge of jealousy. But then I remember that I have a brain, and am quite content using it to its full extent. I've chosen not to have a smart phone because it's too decadent for my humble income, but also because it would totally get in the way of the therapeutic meditation thrift provides for me, the non-technological part of me that needs to hunt.

Anyhow, purchases like these bring me back to reality, remind me to slow down, enjoy the process, buy less. Sometimes I need a reminder. It's good thing :)