Portland is a mecca for second-hand shopping. Most woman I meet who are my age count thrifting as a hobby or at least a practical and inexpensive way to enhance their wardrobes. And thus, with such a large population of charity-shop aficionados, it is increasingly hard to find "deals" in Portland's many second-hand shops. Travel to a town that doesn't have a thrifting scene is a real treat. Prices are cheap and the shelves aren't picked over. This is what I like!
Next we headed to West Richland to poke around the Penny Pinchers Thrift Store. Now, this place felt like the thrift stores I frequented as a youngster with my mom in Southern California -- locally-owned, often disorganized, but with treasures lurking in the shadows. Here I found an OLD heart-shaped See's candy box, a small vintage tray with a neat floral pattern, and a Christmas souvenir book from the 1930s that I'll use to make homemade cards with next holiday season.
My addiction to second-hand shopping started pretty young -- perhaps 10 or so. I remember my first big find -- a pair of mohair Steiff bears found for $18 at a local thrift store. Throughout high school, weekends often included hitting a few garage sales, whether with my mom or best friend, Kim. To this day, I miss our monthly expeditions to the Pasadena City College Flea Market, though the last time I was there in 2003, it was much more trendy and pricey than the good old days a decade prior. *Sigh*
I look forward to some more out-of-town thrifting adventures. Perhaps someday I'll map out a roadtrip where small-town second-hand shops are the main attraction. Could be a fun trip for a couple of thrify gals.