We’ve already discussed the fact that I am extremely cheap when it comes to home furnishings, so much so that it leads me to Ikea more frequently than I’d care to admit. I’m the kind of person who will spend $10 for a smoothie that I’ll drink in 90 seconds but can’t justify an investment in a decent couch I’ll sit on for years. Can’t do it, won’t do it. Give me cheap stuff.
I also just really enjoy the thrill of the hunt so thrifting and antiquing is my idea of an afternoon well spent (although my boyfriend may object). As any Charlotte resident will tell you, Sleepy Poet Antique Mall is a wonderland for spending an afternoon rummaging through piles of old stuff. But what I didn’t realize until last month is that in my rush to get down South Boulevard to Sleepy Poet, I’ve been driving right past a veritable treasure trove of cheap old stuff, aptly named Hidden Treasures.
I pulled a hard U-turn to get myself into Hidden Treasures after zipping past it like so many times before. Like Sleepy Poet, Hidden Treasures is filled wall to wall with furniture and knick knacks galore. But where Sleepy Poet appeals to (and charges prices for) true professional collectors of antiques, Hidden Treasures is much more my amateur speed.
For example, this massive dresser that even my beloved Salvation Army would no doubt try to charge several hundred dollars for, was under $100. Dibs.
They’ve got a little of everything but a lack of any real organization so this is a true treasure hunt, which triggers some kind of weird hunter-gatherer instinct in me. Bring it on. I’ll find you whatever you need in here.
Old musical instruments? Check.
Creepy dolls? Check.
Signed UK basketball or an old Mets hat? Check check.
The very best part? They deliver. So after an exhausting afternoon of treasure hunting, I can just pack up my goods and send them home without having to bug my friends for their pickup trucks. (Looking at you, Jordan McGee.)
