The line between what I can and can't drag home from the thrift store with me is usually pretty easy to find. These days I'm pretty happy just to browse. There are a couple of things I'm hoping to find, if the price is right, but I don't need anything.
But, oh my goodness -- I wanted this!
These are the best pictures I could get in the front of the thrift store, right next to the cash registers. Picture it standing on end with the drawers going down the left side and the hangars hanging from the bars on the opposite side. Like this one, which lives in my sewing room. The little suitcase goes below the hangers.
The price was just reasonable enough to be tempting. If I didn't already have one of my own, which has been in the family since it was new, I'm not sure I would have been able to resist. Even though I do have one, this one is different and Teenage Daughter is only getting mine over my dead body. I've been watching for a reasonably priced one for her...but the timing just isn't right.
I'm trying not to think too hard about whether that Cunard Line sticker is real because that'll just make me regret leaving it behind. As gorgeous as it is, I'm sure it will wind up in a good home.