The Nightlife

Your name on rice, fried oreos, engraved jewels, fun houses, weight guessers and derbys. Just to name a few.


Reunited. Worth it.

Just had my high school reunion this past weekend. I'm going to save juicy details for a longer story about how Facebook (and lack of counseling for some people that seriously need it) can really affect reunion planning in this modern day.

For now I just wanted to share photos of the radical decorations and props we came up with using limited funds and support.  We pulled it off and everyone had a rockin good time (thanks to a boom box and mix tapes).

Our awesome name tag display before all the tags went up.

Name tags with senior pics. 

Place settings with copies of our graduation program. 

Photo booth.

Cassette tapes - yes they still play just fine.

Candy table!

Burnt hydrangeas!  (but they were real!)

(and everyone after, a "few" years later)

I'm from a pretty small town so I actually started kindergarden with a lot of these people. It was so great to see people I hadn't seen in forevah. It is totally worth going to a reunion like this because it gives you that one-of-a-kind trippy feeling of time blazing by with no time passing at all. It's the best. 


A Thrifty Announcement

We had an awesome time in Kentucky and West Virginia last week. Because that is what people do in those great states - have awesome times.

I am finishing out a semester and gearing up for another summer trip - one that involves a class reunion that has been an experience worthy of a novella - so I will get to posting those KY and WV photos sometime in 2013-2014.

For now I wanted to announce a bold move!  I am taking my awesome Left at The Thrift Store blog to Tumblr!  This should make it easier to update on the go and for users to search and SUBMIT.

I'm still ironing out the look and set up but you can follow and submit starting yesterday! Do it!


Cave Jams*

If you don't have photosynth, you are just a slave to your camera's regular old pano function. 

They call it a grand, gloomy and peculiar place - my kind of people. 

I wanted these to look dark and creepy in order to give the impression that we were NOT in a group of 115 people, 70 of them using flash cameras to take a picture every five steps. 

*New drinking game: Watch The East and drink every time you hear the word jam.