I’ve almost definitely blogged about this little project before, but I don’t think I’ve given it a proper post. I found these magnificent bookends at the thrift store a few months ago, and fell in love immediately. Only problems:
The paint was chipping, but they were too intricately carved to be sanded.
The color was awful. That seventies reddish-brown.
They were basically useless. Made out of wood, they weren’t heavy enough to function as bookends. Not even close.
I bought a can of gray spray-paint primer and gave them each two very light coats.
I originally thought I would spray paint the final color on, but it was too difficult to get the spray paint in those little crevices without making a drippy ugly mess. So I gave them three coats of acrylic paint. Yup. It took forever.
I screwed them into the bookshelf from below. Now my bookshelf has a hole in it, but it’s worth it.
I particularly love these because they surround my favorites of Grady’s library.
I’m actually pretty proud of this thrift store haul. All of this stuff came in at just under $30. The American Fork DI is quickly ousting Saver’s from the coveted Mel’s-favorite-thrift-store throne.
Plaid skirt with pockets for me, Grey knitted vest for me, white tiered miniskirt for me, plaid wool dress for Grady, and a cotton brown H&M dress for Grady.
A bunch of dresses for Grady.
Death in Venice by Thomas Mann; Peace Pilgrim (!! This lady is one of my favorite Christians. I have a bunch of copies of this book – if you’d like one please let me know. A few of her ideas have completely permeated my life.); Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad (2nd copy); Travels with Charley by John Steinbeck (my favorite book by my favorite author); Jean Anouilh’s Antigone (This is my favorite play, but I’ve never been able to finish reading it. I have such a strong reaction to it that I just can’t bear to continue reading. Someday I’ll finish it and then I’ll probably die.); Their Eyes were Watching God by Zora neale Hurston, The Transparent Self by Sidney M. Jourard (I’ve never heard about it, but apparently it’s about the transition from a closed private life to one of complete disclosure – of course that sounds really interesting to me.); The Winter of Our Discontent by John Steinbeck; and Great Illustrated Classics’ version of H.G. Wells’ The War of the Worlds (I’m collecting this series for Grady, because I loved it when I was a kid. If you see any copies for under $5, please buy it and give it to me and I will pay you back and give you a kiss on the cheek.)
These “thrift haul” posts seem really forced; of this I am aware. Here are my reasons behind writing them:
I enjoy reading similar posts on other blogs.
To keep track of my consumerism
Because this blog is called “thrifted,” after all, and it has lost track of its original purpose.
Because I really love books and clothes and stuff.
Edit: I forgot to mention the most important reason! To let people know that you don’t have to spend a ton of money to get some great stuff. And that re-using and recycling is cool.
Two days ago I went a-thrifting, and the loot was golden. However, the original purpose of the thrifting wasn’t to spend, it was to kill some time. So I brought no money at all. It really makes me sick to my stomach.