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When I was little, my mom used to take us to the thrift store. She liked one in particular, but we would go to several different stores.
My Grandma used to call it The Junkie Store.
Sometimes, when it was my turn to sleep at Grams house, she would make me jelly toast for breakfast, and then take me to the big Junkie Store at the church. That was a great one because it covered the entire main floor and the basement,
which meant lots and lots of treasures to be discovered.
High heeled shoes, and fancy little brass make-up compacts. I would stand there and imagine the lady that once held that make-up compact.
Was she beautiful, elegant and worldly? In my young mind, she always was.

I used to get excited to go because I never knew what kind of special things I would find, and my mom always let us purchase what we wanted, something that never happened in a ‘regular’ store. I clearly remember the day I found a
grass Hula skirt, roller skates that fit me, and a Monkee’s album!
Awesome, awesome haul.

To this day, I am still an avid thrift shopper. It was a very satisfying feeling when last year, for the first time, my 15 year old daughter said, “Mom, can we go thrift-store shopping? I need some cool clothes and stuff.” Although I had to act casual about it, it was music to my ears. She was paying attention..

Hollister (and the mall pretty much in general) has got me on the verge of contempt. Besides the fact that it’s wastefully over-priced, there’s no..imagination.
Here kid, buy this. And they all do.

For practically my entire life, I could find almost anything I was seeking out at thrift. This morning I stopped at the store right around the corner from me to get myself a large crock-pot for soaping. I wanted to try a new method (for me) called hot-process. With this method, you cook the soap in the crock until neutral.
This means you can basically use the soap right away, as opposed to the
4-6 week cure for the cold-process method.
Within all of 15 minutes, I found this great big 7-quart pot, and low and behold, today, orange sticker items were 50% off.
Of course they were. The thrift gods love me, and I love them back.
I paid $7.50 for this perfect specimen of a crock-pot!
Another plus; I can almost promise that a little blond girl will not
spray you with perfume as you walk in the door.
Thanks, Mom. Thanks, Gram. 🙂

About Valerie DeVito

I'm a wife, mom of two, Licensed Massage Therapist & enthusiastic soap maker!

4 responses »

  1. I love to read these. What a great story…don’t you just love the treasures.

  2. As I mentioned on Facebook, I go thrift store shopping for hours, I don’t even like to look for new stuff anymore, there is no challenge for me.My kids go thrifting, too.2 weeks ago, I got a coat for 5 dollars and a scarf for a couple of bucks.. I will take picture and show you, it fits perfectly,and it’s bright pink…I never got the obsession with kids and their name brands ??

    • Nice find, Pippi! I know exactly what you mean about no challenge. Thrift is so much more fun. Seriously, most of my favorite clothes and items always seem to come from thrift. I love it for kitchen stuff too. I always find pretty, colorful plastic-ware there. I found my awesome stainless steel soaping pot there for a few bucks, and they always have silicon baking molds.
      I need new jeans (new for me, lol) so I gotta find the time to go shop. I never got the name brand thing either. If it looks good on me, it’s my brand!


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