Baby boomer extraordinaire, I adore anything and everything that is kitsch and of questionable taste. If it's old, plastic, and tacky, I either have it already, or I want it!
My home is filled with paint-by-number and gravel-art pictures, aging plastic toys from the 1960s, vintage clothes, hats, purses, fabric, rotary-dial telephones, TV lamps, and did I mention MELMAC??????????? I swoon over this stuff, and have to restrain myself at estate sales, thrift stores, and garage sales or I would be a full-fledged hoarder of these dubious treasures. Also I might knock someone down trying to climb over them to get at the stuff. Nothing is more fun than ferreting out that ONE wacky item everyone else has overlooked--though it's probably because they couldn't stand it!
On the personal front, my husband of 36 years and I have four great kids I…
- Joined July 16, 2010