heads up: can’t-miss country club garage sale

yKLWqbzI love days when blog-topics literally fall into my lap. Like this morning, when my co-worker Erin mentioned she was going to a “fancy” neighborhood garage sale on Saturday. Considering the source, a woman whose collection of vintage St. John is utterly mind-blowing and never looks anything less than 100-percent pulled-together, I knew had to get the scoop and share it here. If anyone gets the actual true definition of “fancy,” it’s her!

Here I go, quoting the Craigslist ad:

“The King of all garage sales. Tomorrow (Sat.) from 8-1:00. Near 50th and France. HWY 100 to 50th Street Go East to Wooddale. Look for the Green signs. There are other sales going on in the Country Club Neighborhood….here are a few of the addresses participating:
4511 Wooddale Ave
4524 Arden Ave
4503 Wooddale Ave
4525 Drexel
4208 Sunnyside Road
4508 Bruce
4514 Wooddale
4501 Casco”

So there you have it! Not a lot of details, but definitely a whole lot of promise, given the zip code. If you’re unfamiliar with Edina, don’t be deterred if you get a little shade thrown your way by its residents.


It comes with the territory.

Wishing you all the best of weekends!



Photo + GIF c/o: Lucille Bluth Knows Best.

recently thrifted

Did you make any New Year’s resolutions? I have a short little list I’m working on. In addition to the usual (drink more water, etc.), I have a couple thrifting-related goals. Towards the end of last year, I was alarmed at how thrifting, something I enjoyed so much, started to feel like work, now that it actually is, well, my work. I missed the old, pre-reselling days when I simply shopped at thrifts for fun—no pressure, no competitive feelings—just a girl in search of a good old-fashioned bargain or vintage gem. So, my no. 1 resolution, thrifting-wise, is to recapture the joy of the hunt.

With the intention of getting back to that happy place in 2012, I’ve changed both my mindset and a few of my shopping habits. Visiting estate sales on Sundays is one such tweak. I have one firm (FIRM!) day off a week—Sunday—that I spend however I want. And sometimes all I want to do is visit an estate sale! So last Sunday morning, I did. Over the course of the weekend, I could see that the sale had been ravaged—the rooms were all nearly bare, the carpet littered with leaves and debris. With my old mindset, I might have been disappointed by how empty it was, sad over all the finds I missed. But somehow, knowing that I had chosen to be there on my day of leisure set my mind right. I contentedly made my way around each room, digging through boxes, opening drawers, eyes open. It felt like the old days, like progress was being made. And of course, I found some things I’m excited about.

This class photo, featuring the home’s owner (the teacher, pictured in the top left corner), was tossed on a bed with towels and linens. Easily overlooked by others; a gem to me.

I have a horrible habit of leaving a trail of jewelry around my house. In nearly every room sits a bangle, a pair of earrings, a brooch, a necklace or some combination thereof. Meaning, I never pass up the opportunity to pick up a pretty vintage catch-all or box. This one, adorned with cute little forget-me-nots, now sits atop my commode.

A couple vintage hymnals to add to my collection. The one on the right bears an inscription from 1913!

It’s likely that this stunning crewel pillow will end up at shop, not because I don’t love it, but because it doesn’t go with my living room’s color scheme. It has the most gorgeous detail!

I was so happy to find this vintage Salton bun warmer for mama Kate. She complimented mine at a soup swap I hosted last fall, and I’ve been on the hunt for her ever since. P.S. If you ever find one of these at the thrifts, buy it! They’re wonderful, especially in the winter.

 Other things I came home with, not pictured: some vintage stationery and postcards, a cool tiny hand-carved cactus knick-knack & a couple more pieces of sheet music. My grand total was $5, but enjoying the fun of the search…well that was simply priceless.