It doesn’t take much to please me. I’m not a demanding woman. Some may see this as aiming low, whilst others may see this as the path to contentment. But really now, a vintage pattern (or three), some pretty pots, a jar of buttons and an hour or two to browse treasures? It’s the type of retail therapy I like and makes this mama’s heart glad.
I’m sad to say though that thrifting isn’t what it once was. All those old haunts in which treasures could be found for pennies, making the heart pitter-patter, well, they’ve all wisened up and commercialised. Prices are silly and there’s not much to be found really. Sad, considering I virtually furnished my home with thrifted finds.
There are one or two hit-and-miss places left which I haven’t been to in a while. Maybe now it’s time to make the effort. But it makes the things I do bring home a little sweeter none-the-less.
Have you thrifted anything recently?