Well, there's good news and bad news about the things I got at the estate sale I mentioned yesterday!
The Good News:
Could you beeee....the most fabulous coat in the worrrrld....?
As Sus and I were bounding through the house we talked about yesterday, I was all kinds of excited to see a closet full of clothes. Sadly, none of them were really my style-- lots of gemstone studded suede and puffy, oversized windbreakers. But lo, as I rifled through the racks, I came across this...this coat. I don't even know what to say. Full length coyote fur coat? YES, YES, YES?
This wasn't even something I knew I wanted until I saw it. Sus and I looked it all over for a price tag, because any of you estate sale going people know that furs, as outmoded or ragtag a condition as they may be, are ALWAYS in the $50-$100 range. Sometimes more! There was a handwritten sign that said "Dresses- $5, Coats- $10"...but certainly not this coat, right? I took the fur up to the checkout desk with little hope that I was going to get it for the stated $10 price, but never say never folks! That's how much it was!
The label inside is from Rich Schwartz, which was an "upscale women's clothing store" in Nashville. I'm guessing this coat is from the eighties', but it could be as late as the early nineties', as I think that business was still around until then. In the pocket, there were two ticket stubs to 1990's The Godfather III (at least the woman that wore it was well dressed for the occasion!). As I was checking out, the woman running the sale, a stylish woman herself, mentioned that she used to model for that clothing store back in the fifties', and what a good deal it was to get a full length fur coat for ten bucks. I agree! LORD, do I agree! I'm sorry it's going to have to wait until winter, but that won't stop me from traipsing about the house in it. Doesn't it look like something one of Keith Richards's girlfriends would have worn, with a big black hat, in the South of France?
The Bad News:
I bought this chair. Why did I buy this chair!
I pulled the trigger on this in the first five minutes of the sale, thinking I had the perfect place to put it. Well, dad-durn it, the place I was thinking of was actually much larger in my head than it is in reality, and this chair has become a gorgeous albatross around my neck. I've listed it on Craigslist, but only had one person interested in it so far (who decided it was too big...dang, dang!). Live in Nashville, need a FABULOUS green brocade raised print flawless sitting chair and have $35 burning a hole in your pocket? LET A GIRL KNOW. I wish I could keep it but I think if I can't find anybody to buy it before next week, I'm just going to have to send it off somewhere. Pack your bags, green chair! You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here! :(
In the meantime, I'm trying to get used to seeing it without feeling crushed all over again that it won't fit into the scheme of the room. Here's me on Saturday of this week, masking my heartache:
Well, enough about me-- what did you guys find at the estate sales this weekend? Have anything truly knock your socks off? Feel heartbroken about anything? Let's talk!
That's all for this morning. See you kids back here tomorrow!