What a lucky girl!

There comes a time in every girl’s life when her favorite $7.00 skirt from Ross falls into disrepair, destined to become gossamer dust cloths.

The sequins fade.

The lining rips.

And riiiiiippps.

Then there’s nothing left of the skirt you loved, perhaps too robustly. And you wonder what you will wear this time next year when a floaty, slightly 50s-inspired summer skirt would be the perfect garment.

And you keep wondering... Until you find a never-worn version of the EXACT SAME SKIRT for .50 cents at the local Catholic church rummage sale!

That clinking clanking sound

I’ve been listening to the soundtrack to the 1972 television concert “Liza with a Z." So I was thrilled to find this little coin purse (cost: 25 cents) that so clearly echoes the lyrics to one of Cabaret’s most memorable songs.

Okay, it’s a coincidence, but still cute.


It needed a little care, and perhaps still could use a leather conditioner, but was a nice find after a treasure hunting dry spell. I’ve had the worst luck since the Uniontown raid. Intended to be a coin purse, it might find a more perfect use as a mini clutch. After testing, I discovered that it perfectly fits my cell phone, ID, debit card and a tube of Bert’s Bees balm.

Kander and Ebb are right: money makes the world go around. But in the case of this post, that amount was a mere 25 cents.

Hoo cares

I may…or may not...collect…owl figurines. But, there are some salient guidelines that direct the scope of my collection to prevent the acquisition of things like this:

Thanks MOM.

She knows better than to do something like this. She’s used much better judgement in the past: a retro winking owl salt shaker, a glittery downy snow owl for Christmas décor. What’s worse is this music box plays an unidentifiable melody. I was going to Goodwill it until I logged on to cuteoverload and saw these two:

Awww!