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Thrifting Victory

Thrifting Victory

If you haven't heard the "Thrift Shop" song, or heard desperate love expressed for Macklemore and his Seattle origins then don't bother now, it's just too much. But the thrifting scene here is truly cut throat. I mean the Goodwill nearest to my house has seriously jacked up their prices. A $300 dresser from Goodwill? I don't think so. Also "mid century" is apparently next to godliness for most Seattleites. Like it is so popular a search term that according to Seattle Craigslist postings, "mid century" now means anything made after 1945.  I mean, Seattle craigslist is really a full time commitment, not for the casual shopper. So when I found myself out in the burbs and passed a Goodwill I thought I would check it out for funsies and a bit of a breather from the city thrifters. But honestly it was beyond my expectations. So clean, so quiet, so big, so full of good stuff! There was quite a number of things I saw that I wanted to impulse purchase, but I held back because a) it wouldn't all fit in my car and b) I knew I didn't actually love the items but was so excited because they would have been snapped up in a millisecond in Seattle proper.

But there was one special piece that I just couldn't leave behind...

An easel! I was pretty jazzed despite not really being sure where it should go or what it would really do... but for $13 I just had to give it a shot.

The first place I tried it was in between the two high windows in our living room. It has always been a challenging spot for me, because placing artwork between the windows made a heavy horizontal stripe through the top of the room and it wasn't pleasing or interesting. Putting anything underneath the windows made the room so bottom heavy like those terrible mcmansions with 20ft ceilings but all the stuff is under 5ft. So when I put the easel there and it worked it was so satisfying.

I had actually been thinking of something along these lines. I was on the look out for a antique wood ladder to hang blankets from like my sister-in-law has. Something like this:

Via

But I think the easel is perfect for our home and a unique spin on the idea. I layered my favorite throw blanket, loving it all over again. And then a stroke of genius hit... remote storage!

How exciting. Ansel even loved it! He jokingly said it looked like something that Anthropologie would sell for $3000. And we got a good giggle out of that. But then today I thought I would just check and see if Anthro had anything even like it, and well....

Indeed Anthropologie is seeling just such an easel. For how much you ask? $2100. Ansel was dead on. So now that giggle is sort of like this:

That evil kitten is totally my alter ego, but even if anthro wasn't making crazy cash off easels like mine, I would still love it. I know it is going to follow us from home to home in new incarnations. And maybe I am just hormonal, but I can even envision it holding soft cotton baby blankets and picture books. Ooooooo.

Demolition Derby

Demolition Derby

Bathroom Reno: The Plan

Bathroom Reno: The Plan