My sister used to call me Bernice...
Bernice was a woman who wandered the streets of my small hometown, looking for soda cans to return (you get 10 cents for each one) and dressed like she was homeless. I don't think she really was, and as kids, there were lots of rumors and stories about her actually being rich. In any case, my sister used to call me Bernice because I loved to go to resale/thrift/charity shops and look for cool stuff.
I love how you can find a one-of-a-kind item. I love how you are saving that thing from the landfill. I love someone's old crap. I really do. One Saturday, I REALLY needed some time to myself, so I wandered from shop to shop and I found some great things!
I bought this for $10 and use it almost daily!
Taking a rest in a cute and comfy rocker.
Not my cup of tea, but really good.
And I have been looking for a scalloped cake plate...
The whole outfit was 4 dollars! Can you believe it?