Real Garage Sale

Kim Zolciak from Real Housewives is having a garage sale tomorrow. Designer kids clothes, shoes, furniture, toys & more. The corner of 141 & Wilson Rd in Duluth 10am to 3pm. Don't be tardy for the garage sale.

More Craigslist Goodies

Craigslist is killing me today! I could furnish my entire house for like under $1000. Unfortunately, I only have about $75 right now.

Please someone buy this stuff!

Retro Wood Coffee & 2 End/Side Tables (3pc Set) - $95 (Conyers)

3 Pcs. Retro Modern Bedroom Set $550.00 or Best Offer - $550 (Newnan Georgia)

Retro - office, sideboard / bookcase and drawers - $90

And this one is a budget blower, but gee whiz... all those Eames chairs. Still a good deal.

Mid-Century modern dining table & chairs - $2000 (Atlanta)

Everyone is doing it.

I've been putting off putting some of my clothes up for sale on eBay, but I've been inspired, once again in my life, by Oprah Winfrey. The same woman that told me that "you can't change anybody but yourself," is now selling her junk on eBay. Seems wise to me.

Click here to see what she's selling. The prices are ridiculous. Of course, she's giving the profits to needy kids or whatever. Any profits I make, will be pocketed.

Craigslist

On days like today, when I have nothing to do and have no money, I like to go window shopping on craigslist. Since I can't buy anything, I thought I'd share some of my finds with you guys
.


Retro/Vintage Chair

Glass top retro dining table and chairs

2 Blue Retro Chairs

All of these are good deals and would likely resell for more. Plus, those last two blue chairs would be adorable in my imaginary office.

Goodbye Hanging Orange Ashtray

The Savannah trip didn't turn out exactly as planned and I wasn't able to make it to any thrift stores.

I miss yard sale season and I can't wait for it to start up again. In the meantime, I'm going to try to hit up some stores in Forsyth County this weekend. The store really need some fresh goods, although it's stocked pretty well right now. There are a couple of dresses on there that I'm hoping don't sell so that I can wear them this summer and one that I still haven't listed, because, well, because I'm keeping it.

I seem to be shifting more into vintage clothing than housewares of late. Which is fine, but I need to come up with a better way of photographing it. I'm looking into getting a dress form or some such. I also need to get a new camera now that I am no longer with my husband, although I'm sure I can borrow his super nice semi-professional camera when I need it, but still I'd prefer to have my own.

I recently sold the hanging ashtray that, at least in my mind, had become a sort of symbol for the store. You can see it up in the banner at the top of the page. And here it is in full:

I picked up this ashtray at a flea market somewhere between Atlanta and Macon one weekend last September when my friend Sarah and I went flea-marketing down 75. After a long hot day searching for flea markets and wondering the aisles, we floated around in the pool for several hours that afternoon talking about boys and sex. We spent the night in Macon and after dinner, went to a little shit-kicker bar next to our hotel, where we were viewed as some sort of exotic species of woman, who drank cocktails, not beer and who wore shoes with heals.

The ashtray sold for $75 and could not have come at a better time. The buyer was a local and I met her daughter in Little Five Points to make the delivery. They were both happy with the purchase and I'm so glad. It was truly a unique piece in excellent condition and I was sorry to see it go.

On The Road

Wow. This blog is amazing. I want to be these guys when I grow up. I haven't seem American Pickers, but plan to check it out the next time it airs.

I recognize the need for me to get a regular 9-5 job with benefits now that I'm on my own, but clearly, my passion is vintage housewares. And clothes. And accessories, so while I'm still looking for a 9-5 and even after I land one, I'm really going to focus on growing this business for a while. Already, my profits cover my expenses, which is pretty remarkable for a new business. It's a good model and I have an eye for it. And it is my dream.

I need to work more on my marketing and building up my inventory more, although it's pretty respectable. I need to take better pictures of my merch. There's lots of stuff I need to do and I have the time right now, so what better time?

I'm headed off the Savannah this weekend and I'm going to try to hit some thrift stores while I'm down there.

I'll post my finds when I return on Tuesday.

Also, I've decided against the divorce blog. Bad idea.

Now, all I have to do tonight is decide if I want to watch the Jersey Shore Reunion or The Real Housewives of Orange County. Sophie's choice.

Twitter

You can now follow me on Twitter @badwhitetrash.

Blogity Blogity Blog Blog- New Direction

Ok, so this isn't my only blog. I know a lot of the people that read this blog also read what is basically my personal journal over on Live Journal. That's where all the real dirt is. You can also find lots of whining and nonsense over there. I started this blog to be my sort of "professional" blog, but I don't really know what it's amounted to. Certainly no income.

Mostly, this is my fault because I update it so rarely and my content over here is pretty weak, but since it is my "professional" blog, I have to keep things somewhat professional, which means that I just skim the surface of my personal life and try to keep my opinions as mum as possible, as not to alienate any potential empolyers. So, why does this blog even exist and what do I hope to accomplish with it?

Well, the name of this blog is also the name of my fabulous online vintage store, Bad White Trash Memories, and I've decided to use this blog as a way of expanding on what I do there.

That means that I'm going to be talking a lot about vintage housewares. I can almost feel the rush of people unbookmarking me. I'll also be sharing my adventures in yard saling and thrifting, etc.

But because I have this ridiculous need to share my personal life with the internet, I'm going to also be starting a new blog that chronicles my experience with divorce. This blog will be anonymous and not have my real name attached to it in any way, but if you'd like to read it, shoot me an email and I'll send you the link. Well, maybe I'll send it to you, depending on who you are, but if you only know me professionally, I won't be sharing that link with you since I plan on chronicling all the ins and outs of my (very) personal life there. The live journal ridiculousness will also continue, so those of you that read that blog can keep up with me there.

I'm just trying to give this thing direction. Trying to steer the ship a little better. Get hold of the reigns. Etc.

Short Fiction and Burlesque

Last night, my friend Leah and I attended Creative Loafing's Fiction Contest Party at Eyedrum. The theme of this year's contest was "slip" which resulted in three finalists, with stories tackling cross-dressing, the disintegration of a relationship and the death of a parent. The cross-dressing story won the contest, and it was, definitely, the best of the three, but unfortunately, it also inspired a burlesque theme for the party, which resulted in four awkward performances, including at least one wardrobe malfunction leading to nipple exposure.

But one thing I did learn (I've seen nipples before) is that short fiction is where it's at. I've long since fancied myself a writer and after having moderate (okay, fine, semi-moderate) success with poetry, I moved on to novels and I am proud to have no less than four incomplete novels under my belt. But I just can't finish them. I don't have the patience and my desire to write poetry left with the angst of youth. But there's this whole intermediate genre out there that I've completely neglected. And I don't even know how this is possible since I love Flannery O'Connor so much.

Tonight, I'm off to my friend, artist Amanda Dumas-Hernandez's, closing reception of her "Blessings and Curses" exhibit at Studioplex on Auburn Ave.

Tomorrow, I'm taking my niece for a tour of Kennesaw State and then going out to dinner with my friend Wendy. Saturday and Sunday I'm working for the man.

It's a good life. Busy. But also lonely. This song seems to be stuck in my head a lot.



And speaking of Jill Andrews, I'll be seeing her February 4 at Eddie's Attic.