Please tell us about how you learned to thrift: As with all good things, my love of second hand began with my mother. When we were growing up we lived in a neighborhood where all the neighbors were restoring their houses slowly and thoughtfully. My mother would go with a friend to an old hotel being torn down to salvage doorknobs, corbels, lights, anything. She added them all to our home and could tell you where certain pieces came from. I always thought that was so amazing to be able to take something from a building and continue its story.
At the same time, she and a friend would throw us kids in the station wagon and go “junkin’” which was a tour of all the junk stores near our house. For a kid it was hot and boring but, I still remember those stores being packed to the gills and have a sort of buried treasure story that went a long with them. Junk stores are very rare to find these days, especially in cities- I think of them as coffee shops now ;-)
We also went to a large flea market and that was where I really fell in love with the hunt. I would go every month flush with babysitting money and find the same vendors where I honed my bargaining skills. It was thrilling to see what they had new and to also catch up with them and see familiar faces.
As I got older and moved to DC, I tried to find some local haunts that captured the same spirit as the ones I grew up with. I hadn’t quite hit the places with the same conviviality as what I grew up with. After a few years, I think I read in a book about the website (this was pre-app) www.EstateSales.net and I never looked back. For over a decade, I’ve used the skills from my youth to bargain my away across this region and have found some lovely treasures along the way. But the best part is I have also found that conviviality I once experienced at the monthly flea market with the estate sale agents and other people waiting in line.