
i'm a thrift junkie. i get an itch every week to go look for other peoples cast-offs. ok, ok, several times a week i get that itch. lol. thrifting thrills me. i browse and hunt and fill my cart and think of how i can use this, decorate with that, or tear that vintage cutter quilt apart to embellish and add to my silver bella classes.
this week i found a new place and then i got shaky in the legs. i l.o.v.e. vintage anything but when i saw these old bauer canisters in the display case i got excited. then i started thinking, dude. they're gonna be $100. {california vintage thrifting can be VERY expensive, i went to a garage sale this morning and the man wanted $60 for an old hoosier cabinet jar. $60 people!!}.
this is when i secretly start dreaming about thrifting in some little country town instead. like in kentucky or nebraska.
le sigh.
but these are amazing and rare and i wanted them SO badly. so i got the sweet girl to open the case, saw the price tags {$57 for all of them} and tried to justify how i could explain to the man that i spent that much on something old at a thrift store. i mean seriously, one of them says "bacon drippings" but it's now holding the sea salt rub ;) he's understanding, but not that understanding.
then i saw the pink price ticket. half off baby!!!
come to mama.
dude, they are so mine now.
don't they look good in my kitchen?
happy friday!
xO
ps : thanks so much for all of your lovely invite comments. if we had a big farmhouse in the middle of nowhere {like kentucky} and could put up tents in the orchard {because there would be an orchard} i would invite each and everyone of you for a spooktacular overnite. xO
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