Aunt Berneice haul

One day my mom said to me, “You are very fashionable, but you don’t like to shop.”

It’s true. I don’t shop much, because I don’t like to spend money. I like to get things for free.

When my great-great aunt Berneice decided to move to an assisted living home, and told her extended family to come and take whatever they wanted from her house, I was all over it.

Free stuff. Count me in.

This is what I got.

A white suit. Pretty!

(I got the pink t-shirt for free too, for the record. Jenny gave it to me.)

Also, my hand is resting on a little marble-topped table which I got to use as a nightstand so I can give the footstool I’ve been using back to Mom.

This vintage Betty Crocker cookbook is going in my hope chest. When I lived alone I used a Betty Crocker cookbook constantly, one that Mom lent me, cause it had all the basics.

This one has adorable illustrations on every page.

So many pretty scarves!

A whole stack of vintage postcards with famous-ish paintings on them.

Six Chinese tea cups. (These I am sharing with Mom and Jenny, but if I ever get a house of my own I’m claiming them.)

Itty bitty dresser with miniature cute things inside–I think I’m going to store my miniature treasures in here.

Pens, nibs, India ink!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Perfume bottle.

Those are the highlights, though I got a few more things. I got some vintage aprons for mom and an old atlas for Jenny and we were all happy.

3 responses to “Aunt Berneice haul

  1. I am so jealous! Why couldn’t great-great aunt Berneice give away all her stuff when I’m a little more close by? Sigh. šŸ™‚


  2. Ahh! The title just cracked me up. šŸ™‚
    It’s so funny to compare an Aunt Bernice Haul to the Anthropologie Hauls on other blogs. Love it! I think I could have just read that and have been satisfied, but I loved the rest of the post also!


  3. Wow, you got a lot of neat stuff! šŸ™‚


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