Like many women, I discovered consignment stores after I had kids. I didn't realize that such a wonderful world of perfectly good clothes and toys, just waiting to be purchased at a discount price, existed. As I've been working towards a more beautiful home, this realization has extended into shopping for furniture and decor. In fact, I've discovered that shopping consignment fits my personality.
Maybe you share some of these traits?~ It takes me a long time to make a decision. (I'm told this is a Libra thing.) It can take weeks to find something decent in a second-hand store. "The hunt" forces me to shop around, compare prices, and then, know what I want - and how much to pay for it - when I see it.
It took me ages to find a table just that size. I love it, I didn't have to assemble it, and I will be able to use it in various parts of the house, forever. In fact, I've moved it three times since that photo was taken. Because it takes me a long time to make a decision.
~ I am sensitive. I love to look in upscale stores, but I hate how they make me feel pressured and intimidated. I don't like being up-sold or spoken to in a name-dropping designer speak that I just don't get. Perhaps I've had bad experiences, but the truth is that I feel more comfortable (and simply, appreciated) in a second hand store.
~ I am thrifty; some might say, cheap. I like to look at $6,000 sofas in magazines, but I scoff at them in real life. I like to find a bargain and I can often do that in a consignment store. Of course, quality counts. Paying $400 for a nasty old sofa still makes it a nasty old sofa. Being thrifty sometimes means knowing when to pay more, or buy new.
~ I do not like clutter. Consignment shops are notoriously cluttered. It honestly makes me a bit anxious, and my brain starts to chant, "Too much stuff. Too much stuff." Some shoppers might end up buying things they don't need in such an environment, because they are inexpensive and seem harmless - I have the opposite reaction. I gawk at knick-knacks, candlesticks, vases and whatnots. I close my purse and think, "No, no. You're not coming home with me. I'm focused. I'm here on a mission." That's not to say that I don't occasionally impulse buy. Not long ago, I found a cozy throw, the perfect soft color for a difficult chair, which needs to be recovered.
It works, and I'll still like it when the chair is not 1972 gold-green. Speaking of . . .
~ I want to be green. I care about the energy and resources used to constantly make new stuff. I often think about my grandparents, who fixed things when they broke. They didn't hop on Amazon and buy new. Shopping consignment makes me feel a certain sort of kinship with that generation. I love the idea of reusing a perfectly wonderful piece. It makes me feel like less of a Pac-Man gobbling consumer.
Some more examples:
|Throw pillows that help even this chair . . .|
|and they are reversible!|
|Yard sale find - priceless.|
Do you buy anything second-hand? Why or why not?
Shopping consignment is just one way that I'm making way for beautiful this summer.
I've also been:
Selling the Furniture
Using the Nice Stuff
Inspiration awaits at The William Morris Project @ Pancakes and French Fries. I'm linking up there today and hope you will visit.
And a new place - Share Your Haul @ Simple Design.