Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Probably Not C. Jere, But . . .

I like it anyway. And in the end that's all that counts. As an extra added bonus it only cost me fifteen bucks. And as an extra extra added bonus I got a neat 'ol lamp at the same place for five bucks.

It's about three feet across, maybe a few inches less.

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Henry Link Bali Hai Faux Bamboo Furniture

I've been fooling around with Mid Century Stuff for a couple of years and it seems every day or so something pops its head up to remind me of how little I really know.

Today's example: Henry Link's Bali Hai bedroom furniture.

Here's some right here.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Looks Like We Made It. A Sneak Peek At Our Inventory.

The thrift store that would not be born has met its match. Wonder Woman, her sister (still haven't thought of a clever title for her) and yours truly have all been pulling (hard), and now there's a big 'ol fat thrift store head just about to pop out.

The thrift store opens on Monday, September 24th and I've thrown together a  very limited sneak peek. Dave's MidCentury Stuff : The Retail Store won't make its appearance for awhile, but we're working on it.

Here then is a limited sneak peek at some of the thrift store stuff.


Thursday, September 13, 2012

We're Getting Closer

Look!

We have a sign.

We must be getting close.

Please come inside and read all about it.



Saturday, September 1, 2012

The (slow and painful) Birth of a Thrift Store

Once upon a time there was a nice boy from the Midwest who married a nice girl from the Midwest. Let's call him Dave and let's call her Wonder Woman. After several years of marriage (and having moved to Florida) one day Wonder Woman came home and cried "Dave, I'm going to have a thrift store" and the labor began.

This story is one of pain and hardship. Of bleeding (money, that is) and compromise. Only the brave and strong of stomach should continue. But if you dare come in you might one day cry to your spouse "I'm going to have a thrift store."

One of the boxes waiting to fill the shelves.