Lucky Day finds

Last year I worked at a thrift store on Western Ave. It was mostly a horrible experience on account of my boss was a bi-polar crazy person with some intense girl-hate. But besides the tense atmosphere it was kinda great because I acquired some cool stuff!

Brooks and Dunn dad hat

Probably my best find. Turquoise sterling ring, I got for basically nothing. 

Also a fantastic find. Vintage tooled belt with sterling buckle. This was like 75 cents. I would like it more if I knew how to utilize a waist belt.

Mossimo for Target corduroy coat. New with tags. Almost $10 but eh, retail was like $49.95.

Of course I acquired a number of books. These were my favorite and the only ones I still have in my possession.

Vintage brass lamp and stained glass pencil cup for bedside table.

Eyeshadow palette and hair serum. Both retail for $50-ish. I got them for free.

Gold and sterling locket.

Western tee with patches.

Hankerchiefs

Vintage board games for Erik for Xmas. He loved them!! $10 for the both of them I think.

Leg warmers.

Frye leather bag, I sold on eBay for around $200.

PUZZLE!

Hogwarts Sorting Hat Assessment

Me: Ravenclaw Erik: Gryffindor

My results were surprising to me, but then I had the wrong idea about what each house represented.
I always (recent always) pegged myself as a Hufflepuff? Back when the book series was live Hufflepuff was always seen as a joke, but in recent times it's been branded as the easy going "stoner" house, which I guess is why I related. But after reading the descriptions, Hufflepuff is still hella lame. Niceness and loyalty, pffft.
Ravenclaw is my jam.
As for Erik, I knew he'd either be Gryffindor or Slytherin. He's just annoying like that ;)

btw I'm really wanting to buy the illustrated Harry Potter books. They look MAGICAL.

tom sawyer

this book.

"He privately smoothed out the curls, with labour and difficulty, and plastered his hair close to his head; for he held curls to be effeminate, and his own filled his life with bitterness."

While reading this, I was so tired and so slap happy, I could not stop laughing for minutes. Kid you not.

If I hadn't of quarantined myself to the basement for the day, I'd head to d.i. and get Huckleberry Finn.

Ugh, my lyfe.

desperado writings in a book

I bought a book on Amazon and it not only had a phone number on the cover but also, "Can I come to your house Sunday night?" on the inside.

I like to imagine the kind of people I buy stuff from. What a sad life you must lead if you're hitting on your Amazon customers.
Now I'm more than aware that that's probably not what the message was about, but STILL, what if it was??

Side Note: I just watched a movie online called Elvis and Annabelle, SO GOOD. Seriously ch check it out! Don't worry, it has nothing to do with my boyfriend Elvis P. Although the kid in the movie did wear a pinky ring, which I like to think was a homage to the king.

The occasional book was the only drug I ever took.

Quick story time: In seventh grade I was sitting at my desk reading Little Women, when the boy sitting in front of me turned around and called me a geek for reading a book that big when I didn't even have to. From then on, all the way through high school, I was too embarrassed to read in front of my peers. I hope that little punk works at Circle K now.

Just a few of my absolute favorites:

Valley of the Dolls by Jacqueline Susann
I effing loved this book. It took awhile to really get into but I'm glad I pressed forward. Don't ask me why but for some reason I love books about people with problems. Drug and alcohol addiction, eating disorders, depression, craziness, you name it, this must be why I love memoirs so much. But yeah this is a good one.

The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
 I've reread this book more times than any other, and every time it gives me a sad feeling I can't kick for days. I love it.

On The Road by Jack Kerouac
I longed to be a traveling gypsy after I read this. I could just hitchhike cross country and do what I please. But alas, their are too many evil people in this world and I would surely be murdered.

The Rum Diary by Hunter S. Thompson
This one had to grow on me. A couple years ago I went on a Hunter S. Thompson kick and read a few of his books. Largely due to the fact my love, Johnny Depp, is a big fan himself.

I'm just waiting for these shelves to collapse under all the weight and fall on my head.