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I am a sucker for broken glass, books with missing pages, jigsaw puzzles, square pegs...anything that is odd, discarded, or doesn't quite fit in. As a kid, I wanted the misfit toys from the old Rudolph Christmas special that played on the television every year.
"You must be a fixer," someone once told me. I never thought about it. I suppose I am in many ways. I do fix things. I sew old dresses back together. I refinish old furniture. I rescue kittens. I collect junk of all sorts. I tried fixing people for a while. I figured out pretty quickly what a useless endeavor that was and went back to my junk collecting lickety-split.
I still am fascinated, though, by faces that aren't perfect...by people who don't camouflage their flaws. It's why I'll take Sandra Bernhard over Madonna any day of the week. It's why I salivate every time I see that scar on Joaquin Phoenix's lip. It's why Max Perlich's beady little eyes make me swoon. My view of the outside world is always made a bit more interesting by cracks in the windowpane. All the world, the best of it anyway, is a big rummage sale. I wonder what wonderful flea market finds we would all be?
"You must be a fixer," someone once told me. I never thought about it. I suppose I am in many ways. I do fix things. I sew old dresses back together. I refinish old furniture. I rescue kittens. I collect junk of all sorts. I tried fixing people for a while. I figured out pretty quickly what a useless endeavor that was and went back to my junk collecting lickety-split.
I still am fascinated, though, by faces that aren't perfect...by people who don't camouflage their flaws. It's why I'll take Sandra Bernhard over Madonna any day of the week. It's why I salivate every time I see that scar on Joaquin Phoenix's lip. It's why Max Perlich's beady little eyes make me swoon. My view of the outside world is always made a bit more interesting by cracks in the windowpane. All the world, the best of it anyway, is a big rummage sale. I wonder what wonderful flea market finds we would all be?
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if I were a rummage sale item...
A reply to your email when I shake this weird mood. Really, I will feel better tomorrow.
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You write whenever you feel up to it. I'm in no rush.
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I also like old broken delapitated things but its for a different reason... I am cheap and make the most out of anything.. maybe thats thrifty... but I like being called cheap... that and a freak... when people call me a freak or cheap... they dont realize what a compliment that is to me...
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Mr. Cheap Meets Ms. Cheap!
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I dont buy any clothes new except underwear and socks... and I HATE fashion... If I HAD to label my style.. it would be that of the Dude.. Big Lebowski... Seen it???
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It was just so off the wall and really... the dude... he WAS the Tao... he was a true taoist for sure...
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Road Kill AKA Treasures from heaven
Most recently, on a buying trip to Charleston, I wanted a pair of Ferragamo shoes. Lables impress the simple minds in my little Burg. So I told my traveling buddy that's what I wanted to find. My treasure was found, 2 pairs actually, for $1.99 each at the Community Thrift Store. I love my loafers!!!
My friends know my penchant for road kill and I get frequent reports. I if I were a flea market find, I'd be a curious little cracked bottle with a cork.
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As for my finds, I like to "yard sail," though unfortunately I am the one who should be having one now. I've found any number of odd castoffs and treasures. The one that got away was the WWII vintage bomb shell that I envisioned as a back yard ornament. I chickened out and have regretted it since.
In the swoonable flaws - I love the crinkles around a person's eyes that show a lifetime's worth of laughter.
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On the rare occasions that I do it (I can think of one, remaking some shelves for my babies room, and it took two weeks!) there is immense satisifaction. I've had to give up my attachment to many of my broken and well worn books because they were taking over my house.
So...unlyrically, let me select only a few baubles and milk jars, and arrange my dad's old typewriter on my one display shelf, and let the rest be clean, new and above all, disposable!
Oh, and my new rule is no presents unless I either pick them out myself, or unless they are consumable (flowers, fruit, underwear, etc.)
Signed,
Uncreatively yours,
Short of Space in New York City
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