Sunday, July 15, 2012

Return of the Op Shop Karma

Lady Di wannabe (aka the Bosnian Orphan, aka Shorty),  and I hit the oppy again last week after a long hiatus. Frankly I haven't been up for it and I felt my opping mojo was perhaps compromised.


Imagine my barely contained excitement when after a brief round of the premises, I spied a WASHING MACHINE box full of vintage fabulousness. In fact it seemed to be from the one nanna source.

 Some had already been sewn into pillowcases with ric rac borders. Another woman was already sorting with trembling fingers. I hoped her two energetic toddlers might melt  down so I could take my turn like a lesser hyena at a kill on the Serengeti.
Op shop etiquette held me back till she looked up with the dilated pupils of a fellow fabric addict and asked me to please take some as she was already out of control and had to put some back. She added, as if to excuse her excitement, "I make bags for the markets."
"At least you don't hoard it in old suitcases like moi-self", I thought silently.

There would be more but for the inexplicable fact that one of Ron and Brian's lovely assistants tottered over and bemoaned the fact that she had to put it all on the shelf and price mark it. So she dragged the huge box of booty away from us with remarkable strength for a seventy + woman. My colleague and I took it as a sign to stop and draw a breath. Besides the toddlers were tired of the cutlery shelf by then. One of hers seemed to be trying to balance a rusty steak knife on his dummy. Another sign.

I have not made a quilt or a patchwork teepee yet as it is still lying in the back of the car under the trombone and euphonium.
Lucky I left the oppy when I did as I found this little group by the cash register. The one on the left is either a dog or a weasel. He is ours and we shall call him Dweazil. The mare-mie and foal are cute but.... 

 ...Bambi trumps horse/ dweazil every time.

There has been more crochet in the endless effort to make a beanie that fits my pin head. Fishy boy got the one on the left and Shorty's got non-bell baubles. She does look a bit like a little teapot with it on but that is, appropriately, one of her favourite songs.


 This small token got painted up in a lairy nail varnish to fulfil a Bitossi yearning. It is the only Bitossi I'll be getting for a while as I am supporting certain doctors' yearnings at the moments rather than my own.

Here it is in situ. The Noahs have left the building.




23 comments:

  1. Nice haul there....phew....all that vintage fabric and tea towels...and a BAMBI...I collect Bambis for my girls too...we love them very much...not sure if I have that little one...but we have a lovely little collection going...
    Still think of you every time I see a rainbow lately.. :)

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    1. I never meant to collect basis. They just kept popping up. Now they are marching along the piano!

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  2. Great timing to be getting back to op-shopping, all those vintage linens.
    A quilt or teeppe sound like a wonderful way of putting the fabrics to good use.
    x

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    1. The teepee was meant to be for Shorty's third birthday. The sticks were all set then I got waylaid. It will come to pass!

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  3. Your scored some great stuff. Love the beanies and the little Bosnian gal.
    xo

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    1. She is nothing if not eclectic in her fashion taste.

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  4. My goodness! I hope the wonderful rush of joy you had ferreting helped to counteract that nasty chemo stuff. Perhaps you can justify going back in a few days to flush out the rest of it! Surely one needs a pile of different fabrics for a teepee? I had teepee plans too but not time yet for it to eventuate. melx

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    1. It will be long gone by now. Probably for the best. I need space for the pyrex!

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  5. Oh my good grief! Would you look at that fabric. If you don't sew something I'll scream!

    Do what Mel says and go back!

    Like your Bitossi horse. Bitossi will fall out of fashion soon (no it won't).

    Go back to the Op Shop. Gooooooo.

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    1. Sew, schmow. I am close to driving to my old grey nomad upholsterer before his next trip to get him to whip up some cushions. It has gone up to $17 a cover, with piping and a zip. Bargain!

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  6. Get back there girl, you can never have too much vintage fabric. And think on, you may keep the stuff in a suitcase but you entertain the world with it!

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    1. You should have seen the 60's ballerina fabric in a blue and a pink version. Kind of regretting that one.

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  7. Wow,what a haul! What an op shop. You always seem to find such great stuff.

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    1. The universe owed me that stash. It has been pretty dry of late. I wonder what I might find if I drove straight from chemo tomorrow? Hmmmm...

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  8. Hopefully, you will find more of this lovely fabric! The beanies are beautiful.

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  9. What struck me so much about this post is how 'normal' it sounded, Annie. Totally bizarre, wonderful stream of conscious thoughts, op shop treasures, a dweazil and a euphonium!! Loved it! Axxx

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  11. What a classy op.buyer you are.
    Wonderful cushion covers .
    Shorty always gets into the spirit of the activity.
    Your beanies are things of great beauty.
    Is that a threat about the Noah's?
    Do I have to bolt doors and windows as they surf the vulnerable?

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  12. How do you make those pom poms, Annie?

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  13. Oh you scored big time, this NEVER happens to me, so good for you & all those glorious finds, love Posie

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  14. Oh you really scored there with that trip to the op shop! How good does it feel to get some absolutely gorgeous stuff for so little. So much more of a thrill than any other more expensive purchases. That brightly coloured crochet is reminding me once again that I really want to learn to crochet!!

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  15. oh my. I just scavenged our local oppies and unbeknownst to the mr I now have a boot full of fabric that is waiting to be made into -- yes -- patchwork picnic rugs and teepees. never mind that I can't sew.
    and that deer figurine?! love it all.

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