A family shop for strange things
We're a small, part-time resale shop in Kentucky — a family operation, not a warehouse (not yet, anyway). Most weeks it's evenings and weekends: estate sales, thrift racks, and yard sales, hunting for vintage clothing and honest curiosities.
The treasure hunting runs in the family — Dawn was five when she started selling handmade jewelry alongside her father, Michael. Years later we bought a project house packed to the rafters, then our first estate lot, and by 2026 we'd stopped pretending this was just a hobby.
Everything gets cleaned up, photographed as-is, and listed across six marketplaces — we'd rather you see the real chip or stain in the photos than find it in the box. If it's a little strange, we probably kept it for ourselves before we listed it.
We answer our own messages and pack our own boxes. If we know what something is, we'll tell you. If we don't, we'll say that too.
The short version
What we buy
Estate lots, storage units, and the occasional truck of things somebody could not identify.
What we do not do
Dropship, mass-list, or describe a stain as patina.
What you get
The item in the photos, packed by hand, shipped in about two days.