The old and the infirmed carry a deck of doctor's appointment cards. When I was taking care of my mom, cards were bursting out of my wallet and the pockets of my jackets. I still find my dad and grandmother's cards though they've both been gone for over fifteen years now.
I suppose when you go to the doctor, you always take a few extra. You figure you're only one call away from safety.
Inside my grandfather's bundles is a little bit of crazy. Crazy because incense doesn't cost much and it's insane to ship it across the world.
My grandfather lived through the Japanese occupation and became an extreme saver of odds and ends. But he was vastly generous with family and friends. To the horror of my grandmother, he'd entire spend entire paychecks on dinners with friends and would even pay for tables of people he had just befriended. He was a spendthrift with people but a miser when it came to things like paper napkins, which he took from supermarkets and fast food chains.
It's the joke in our family that our grandfather spent money like napkins and saved napkins like money. If napkins were money, I'd say he left me a small fortune.
Looking at these pictures I realize that we have a freakishly long hallway. Our house was unfortunately designed by someone who made office buildings. We have a giant foyer that looks like a lobby and long corridors with rooms leading off of them, like little conference rooms. It's a house that wants to be something else.
How much fun can you have in the hallway? Maybe as much as in the Garage! Clearing out the Infinite Hallway, it was hard to not try on stuff every five minutes. Some of this is too wacky to sell. Or is it?
My long lost polka dot Esprit tiered dress! The size reads "age 12". Don't worry, I didn't put it on! Thought about it though.
Never enough animal print for my aunt. Rrrah.
Swimming in silk T-shirts! I know what I'll be wearing everyday of the summer.
Studded vest by Caché with open mesh back. We were both like, WTF!
We cleared it all out and for the first time in five years the hallway felt normal. It was really the only part of the house besides the garage that felt like Hoarders. I won't stumble on mounds of tennis shorts anymore. I don't have to say to friends, "Don't go into the hallway PLEASE!" And I got some pleated trousers out of it.
The Infinite Garage Etsy shop is up! I'll update weekly with new items. Get your Versace-esque warm-up jackets or sequined sweater dresses here. It's my mom's vintage for now but I'll be adding accessories and housewares this week. <3 the Garage on Etsy!