Memories For Sale

Last weekend Lauren, Chase, and I ventured to a more remote part of the Greater Pittsburgh Area. Our previous estate sale plans were thwarted by an expired Craigslist posting, so we did the next best thing- antiquing. The more I think about that wordΒ as a verb, the more I dislike it. See also- crafting. Due to a lack of money, I wasn’t really looking for anything other than inspiration. It is free after all, but you’ve got to keep your eyes open.

Ohio River Blvd Antique Mall was the place. The purple brick building’s facade resembled something like an auto shop you’d find off East McKinney Street in good ol’ Denton, Texas. Its bright colors draw in business and drive out evil spirits, though being an antique store, the place is probably filled with all sorts of juju.

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As soon as you cross the threshold, you go back decades. Mid-century sofas stacked 3 on 3, glass bottles galore, knickknacks and tchotchkes, and dishes from days long gone fill the rooms. Oh! And there are rooms, not to mention floors! The interior is a Victorian house filled with other peoples’ belongings. Other peoples’ junk? Definitely other peoples’ memories.

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On a different note, there’s nothing like an antique store to reiterate the fact that when you die you leave all your shit behind you. While it is a slightly morbid point of view, it does make me evaluate my tendencies as a consumer. Ever since moving to Pittsburgh, I have really been trying to simplify my life. Antique stores can be a great testament to this. So many of the objects filling the shelves hail from a simpler time, and I get a little inspired to live like they did. This correlation might only make sense to me….Processed with VSCOcam with e8 preset Processed with VSCOcam with e8 preset Processed with VSCOcam with e8 preset Processed with VSCOcam with e8 preset Processed with VSCOcam with e8 preset

Consumerism and bank account status aside, I did make a beeline towards the depression glass and handful of insulators.Processed with VSCOcam with e8 preset Processed with VSCOcam with e8 preset

Besides Ohio Blvd, we also frequented a few other thrift and surplus stores. They all sort of cast a similar shadow on my opinion voiced above.

Out with the new and in with the old!

 

 

Around My Hood | A Walk In the [Frick] Park

Now thatΒ the temperatures are mimicking some level of consistency, Sunday plans are beginning to stretch past the brunching hour. Cloudless afternoons are a little hard to come by here in Pittsburgh so one must take advantage of the fair weather. Time spent at the Frick, followed by the refreshing taste of fro-yo, has become somewhat of a Sunday tradition.

Besides tulips and pink magnolias blooming this way and that, a walk in the park gives away subtle signs of Spring’s arrival. It’s pretty funny to think that in Texas they are nearing the hotter temperatures- the temperatures of summer. I am sweating just thinking about it!

The Frick is quickly becoming one of my favorite inner city getaways. I brought my camera along on my most recent outing to capture a candid spring and even more candid dogs.

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Around My Hood

I spent about two and a half months secretly planning my quiet exit from Texas life. I had dreams of row houses and brick laden streets while still maintaining a sense of frugality. Because I was moving to an urban setting, I immediately associated square footage with cost/money/breaking the bank. The original plan was to find small studio to share with my sister and my dog. Oh how glad I am that plans do not always go accordingly!

I now call Bloomfield home. Pittsburgh’s ‘Little Italy’.Instead of that tiny closet apartment, we have a three story abode, SEPARATE bedrooms, a front yard, and lots of character all around. We also live 2 minutes away from good friends- friends who are now more like family.

I have lived in Pittsburgh a little under four months yet have only explored a small fraction of my neighborhood and this amazing city. Thus the beginning of a new blog segment:Image

Currently, my favorite things about Bloomfield: hintings of Spring, buildings with potential, and the manliest of men- my neighborhood butcher. I look forward to sharing my ever-expanding list with you!

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