VINTAGE FINDS

The Lucky Dumpster.

Over the long weekend I had the pleasure of packing it up  and staying at a cabin in Washington state. It was awesome. It’s always amazing when you forget about your daily “TO DO’S” (which I am the first one to admit I am awful at). While enjoying a ton o laughs I slathered on the suntan lotion, swam in the lake, read a few magazines, did an interpretive dance to MJ’s “Thriller” and strolled through the tiny quaint town of Edison. Here, antique shops and small businesses are by far lucky gems scattered throughout this town. Speaking of lucky, I stumbled across The Lucky Dumpster. Like a kid in a candy store or simply in Sicoli fashion I touched, smelled, picked up, sat on, shook, tapped, and darted my eyes around every which way until I found what I was looking for. I could have bought everything (if I had a VISA) but of course had to be realistic. Not everything was gong to fit in the ol Hyundai.

This treasure chest of goodies is owned and operated by James Reisen and Jessica Bonin, a quirky and very talented couple (they are in the band called, The Daffodils)  who sell original and moderately priced artwork. And if you are looking for restored work this is the place! The Lucky Dumpster is really a jewel. I was inspired and found a few vintage finds as well as recycled  art items. It is one of those stores where every inch is packed with a unique find. James and Jessica are absolutely wonderful and their store is full of charm and in the words of  Mark Wahlberg, “Good vibrations”.  I was on the hunt for an antique vanity and was ecstatic to  find a few pieces that allowed me to build it on my own. D.I.Y if you will. I literally created a vintage beauty salon in my home office. So if you visit this quirky town of Edison filled with coffee shops, bakery’s, art gallery’s, go and support The Lucky Dumpster. Even if it’s for a cheery chat. – CS xx

For those who know me, I can fall asleep anywhere. This was after my interpretive “Thriller” dance.

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FUNDAY

A Horse Is A Horse Of Course A Horse

Last week I went to the Hastings Race Track for a birthday gathering and it was tres fun! I’ve never been to the horse races at night.  In fact, I never even knew the horses raced at night.  I admit I’m not much of a gambler but I am huge on people watching. I love it! I am fascinated by people’s characteristics, with what people wear to certain events, who goes to these events etc…etc…I felt like I was at a carnival. There was a Dj spinning Michael Jackson tunes and characters of all types roaming the grounds. And I mean all types. I got my groove on….I must admit I had to pull out a few dance moves while watching those horses gallop! Yee Haa!  – Christina xo
And their off!

Hey Mr. Dj from behind.

From the front.

Not too sure about this fashion faux pas. What’s wrong with this picture?

Are we going clubbing?

My fortune from the noodle house. I stuck to vegetable soup and could not eat it. It smelled of my old dog Terry. I’m not lying. It’s true. But I enjoyed the message.
“Luck is on your side this month”.  Sweeet!




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VINTAGE FINDS

Oldies But Goodies

About a year ago, a neighbor down the hall from me moved out and left her old record player with over 4 dozen records.  I kid you not!! Some of them were still in their package from the early 70’s. And to think she was just going to toss them in the garbagio. Golly gee! It must have been Kismet when I walked by and saw them there all alone, plopped on the floor of an empty apartment. I snatched  ALL of them up (very quickly) and am now the proud owner of this amazing collection of oldies but goodies. Not to mention a record player that is in excellent shape. I love records. They remind me of when I was just a wee little thing, and my parents would play “E.T” narrated by Michael Jackson during dinner time.  I also remember Roger Whitaker’s voice serenading us as I nonchalantly  tossed a pork chop underneath the kitchen table for my dog Terry to eat. Oh Terry. I still enjoy collecting Vintage records, they make a nice display piece when you just don’t feel like hanging another picture.  Sometimes when I’m alone, I throw a party for one. It doesn’t hurt to put on a little Barbara Streisand and belt out a tune now and then. Or getting my groove on to a little Saturday Night Fever. Who says who can’t turn your apartment into a disco? Now if I can only find a disco ball. Try it. I guarantee you it’s fun for one. Even two if your lucky! – Christina

Dinner time delight.

Christmas dinner with Roger.

A Few Of My Favorites From My Collection.

This one is placed atop the record player for guests to see.

Seriously find me a disco ball.

Great for marinating fish or your choice of meat dish.

If you can’t go to Hawaii, bring Hawaii to you.

When your feeling a bit secretive.

First Cut is the Deepest.

Any time. Any place….To listen to that is.

Ah yeah…Feeling lucky tonight!

A nice shot of whisky before bedtime.

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