In college, thrifting was something we all did as a joke for the next weekend’s theme party. But post-grad, thrifting becomes a serioius undertaking. I personally, could (and have) spend all day digging through shelves, rummaging racks, and sifting stacks of other people’s junk. We all know the old saying, “One man’s trash is another’s treasure”. Atlanta, being flush with vintage and thrift shops, has never disappointed me and my friends when we get in our thriftying moods. This past weekend, my friend Megan introduced me to her favorite place the find treasures, aptly named My Favorite Place. It’s located up Peachtree Industrial but trust me, this place is worth the drive.
Like with any good thrift store worth its estate jewels you’ve definitely got to commit to the dig. If you’re patient you’ll always find great pieces at great prices. Plus it’s a chance to stretch your haggling skills. The prices listed aren’t necessarily the final price. Sometimes, the more you buy the more likely the proprietor is to give you a discount. That’s my personal shopping philosophy 😉 .
I had two favorite finds this trip. One that went home with me, and one that I had to leave behind for practicality reasons. First was the incredibly beautiful vintage leather hat-box. I could have died right there. It’s in perfect condition and doesn’t appear to have ever been used. Plus it’s Samsonite so a gorilla could jump up and down on it with no wear and tear. I wouldn’t be exaggerating if I told you that I walked around the rest of the store showing everyone I could what I had found. Yea, I was jazzed. The other item was something that I swear I have seen before. In my grandfather’s office, he had a footstool that I would sit on that looked like a camel. I refuse to believe that there is more than one of these items in the world. But sadly I left it behind for someone else to treasure. I just don’t have a place of a need for a camel stool. C’est la vie.
My Favorite Place is definitely the type of place that you should check out every couple of months. They are constantly bringing in new pieces. You never know what you’ll find, so go into it with an open mind. Thrifting is definitely a marathon, not a sprint.