borrowed blooms

Holiday Fair doll, 1964.

She had to come home with me!

It's happened, friends. I am now a recognized "regular" at the thrift stores. While we were checking out the cashier asked whether or not I collected dolls, since I was buying (snapping up greedily) a Holiday Fair poseable doll. I explained that I am an indiscriminate collector who will buy anything I think is cute, pointing to my day's finds as evidence. I said, "I think I have a problem, I am here a lot." She said, "Oh yes. I recognized you."

This made me suddenly bubble into a conversation about how my mom is convinced I am a hoarder, how Megan is an excellent quilter and how overalls are making a comeback in my world. I also blathered on about my freestyle embroidery habits. So, not only am I one of those people who hang out at thrift stores, I'm also becoming one of those people who share their life stories with random strangers. Good thing my life is on track.

We had a lot of luck yesterday. Or I should say, Meg had a lot of luck yesterday, and I happened to be along for the ride. She found some great stuff, and was nice enough to share some of her luck. Look at this amazing Sterilite salad set she found for me! It's an aquamarine dream. She also pointed out this amazing pink and aqua tinged seashell soap holder and said it would be perfect for my future pink bathroom in my future all-pink home. You see? This girl gets me.

Sterilite salad set

The original set came with four shakers.