Trailer Park on 23rd Street celebrates the worst/best excesses of American kitsch. "Where do they get this stuff?" Robert asked.
"Probably like in the TV show 'Pickers'."
It's all so selfconsciously awful: the cracked vinyl kitchen chair,
the retro TV, the bowling stuff, the velvet Elvises.
I'm not sure whether to be amused or appalled.
What has happened to poor Marilyn's teeth?
The little hula girl looks pretty friendly though.
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oh my dear, elizabeth!ReplyDelete
i am here to tell you
of this Stuff
come from the Deep South
in a constant state
of Such Tacky Things!
BOTH at the same time!
when i spot it
so that i might
speak of it
Those Hula girls are still shaking their bobble heads all over Hawaii along with about 4 varieties of their native son aka our president!ReplyDelete
*grin* Love that flirty hulah girl, though. Is she a lamp?ReplyDelete
Only in America could you find such an Alladin's cave of trailor park garbage, I love it.ReplyDelete
Such a treasure trove of totally icky stuff! Euwww.I have to go take a shower now...ReplyDelete
I think this stuff must come from Texas. Oh, I just saw that somepinkflowers is in general agreement. I see stuff like this all the time and for much cheaper than what it costs in NYC, I'm sure. No desire to be a picker, though.ReplyDelete
I've come in from Come Sit by my Fire. Love to get a glimpse of New York. I'm a small town girl, intrigued by big cities. The junk, however, is produced everywhere.ReplyDelete