I’ve been on the lookout for something that I can use as a liquor cabinet. I like to believe that if I have somewhere classy to store my alcohol, I won’t drink it as fast. I’ll let you know how that plan goes.
Anyway, I saw an ad on Gumtree for a !!FREE!! buffet that would be perfect. When I found out it hadn’t yet been claimed, I knew I’d have to go that day to collect it or risk missing out.
Turns out the person who placed the ad was employed to prepare houses for sale (rad job!). Usually she’d be given the task of cleaning a few dust bunnies before moving on to painting and laying new carpets, but this house was from a deceased estate and the family had left a whole lot of furniture and stuff behind.
The lady let us rummage through the boxes and wow WOW WOW there was so much amazing stuff. All my retro dreams came true, especially with the flour and sugar canisters.
Check it out!
Does anyone know much about radios?
And FYI – the buffet never even fitted into my little car. But don’t worry, I’ll be back with a bigger car on the weekend because it is perfect!
Sit down because I have something shocking to tell you; sometimes I actually leave op shops empty handed. Yep, sometimes I try something on and actually decide not to buy it. My husband is probably reading this and scoffing. Therefore, I present to you;
The gallery of left behinds
Button up shirt with gold tips. I’m going to guess this didn’t fit me because there’s no way I wouldn’t not buy something this amazing usually
Houndstooth jacket. I think I made the decision that I already owned plenty of jackets and I really had n excuse to buy this.
Cotton tee with a sequinned sheep. I love tacky embellishments so I don’t know why I didn’t buy this, but fuzzy memories tell me that the short was fairly well worn, ill fitting and overpriced. Which sucks because I want a sequin sheep on a shirt now.
Frilly blue dress. This didn’t fit me and I’m forever jealous of whoever did end up buying this.
Leather dress. Like just about everything leather, this didn’t fit properly. Damn you leather clothes!
Yellow polka dot tie up shirt. Even now, I don’t know if I made the right choice by leaving this behind. If those shoulder pads were cut off, this shirt would be so cute! Buuuuut I think this was polyester and therefore would end with me being gross and sweaty and positively not cute.
There you go undeniable proof I don’t buy everything. That’s right, undeniable! Now excuse me, I think I’m going to go and cry in a corner…
Now that all most of my major wedding plans have been complete, I get to focus on the fun stuff. Today? It’s all about wedding toppers that don’t involve the bride dragging the groom because those are just awful. I could rant on all day about that, but let’s move on to some of my favourites;
Tomorrow I’m heading off to Kalgoorlie for the Kalgoorlie Cup! My friends have hired a minibus that we will attempt to drive, we’ve booked a whole lotta rooms at a hostel and we’ve been discussing accessorising on Twitter.
For those of you not from Western Australia, here’s where it is
Don’t believe the pretty green map because Kalgoorlie is anything but green. It’s slap bang in the middle of the desert and is surrounded by dirt, dirt and more dirt. And lots and lots of gold. It was one of those towns that went crazy during the gold rush and even now, you can go out with a metal detector and try your luck.
The other thing Kalgoorlie is know for is boobs. The hostel we’re staying at has 2 brothels almost across the road. One runs tours during the day. The other looks a little like the brothels in Amsterdam with girls standing behind glass doors and a lovely owner who last year, told us girls to “stick together and look after each other.” Warms the cockles of your heart. There are also bartenders in various state of undress, but it’s better to avoid that side of the bar (each bar has a skimpy side and a not-so-skimpy side).
Either way, I have a fun new outfit to wear, my betting cap on and I’m hopefully prepared for the School of Mines’ champagne breakfast (a bacon and egg sandwich and a bottle of Passion Pop. No glass required). See you all on Monday!