Ah yes. Thrifting in New Mexico. When you think of “thrifting”, the first thing that comes to mind probably isn’t Santa Fe, New Mexico. But, if you dig a little deeper, you’ll find that there are some amazing thrifting opportunities in The City Different. Santa Fe is just an hour and one-half north of Albuquerque, but it is worlds away. Many artists, healers and visionaries have long been drawn to the energy of Santa Fe. Personally, I’m drawn to the great food, the unique adobe architecture, the art and the interesting people. OK, and the thrift stores.
Because we were staying at the quaint, vintage 1950’s era El Rey Inn, just down the road, we just happened by the incredible Hospice Thrift Store on Cerrillos Road. What a lovely store with a charming, stylish volunteer staff. I wish I had taken a photo of the beautiful woman who rang me up. She was so “Santa Fe” with her stunning turquoise jewelry, her chic bob hairdo and her Santa Fe style. No matter, I did snap a few photos of the store interior and some of the truly unique items that I saw there.
The Hospice Thrift is a great place to look for unique art and home decor pieces, like this artistic (and heavy) clock. I would have taken it, but it wouldn’t have fit in my luggage. It’s also a great place to hunt for designer wear for a song.
Like this stunning black and brocade tunic from the 70’s, and lucky me, everything was 50% off the day I went so it was less than the cost of a couple of blue corn tamales. I asked the nice volunteer if she thought it was a “real” Bob Mackie, as in the Hollywood designer to the stars Bob Mackie, and I think I may have insulted her. Of course it was real. We were in Santa Fe, Dahling!
Or, these s*^! kicking cowboy boots – already broken in for you…
I also found some extremely cool cufflinks and vintage tie bar for Greg as an anniversary present (and if I can find them in his closet, I’ll post a photo). As well as this stunning Southwest flair skirt.
Just outside of Santa Fe is the little hamlet of Chimayo where the Sanctuario de Chimayo is located. Inside one of the chapels of the Sanctuario is a dirt floor with a hole in the center where you can rub the sacred, healing dirt on whatever part of you that is ailing. The walls are lined with crutches and stories and photographs of the many people who’ve visited Chimayo and who have been healed from physical ailments. I rubbed some of the sacred dirt on my sore thumb, but unfortunately, it is still sore, so I will not be one of the lucky ones to share a story of miraculous healing on the sanctuary wall. I was successful in filling my empty belly with delicious guacamole down the road at the Rancho de Chimayo Restaurant, though.
There is so much to do and see in and around Santa Fe. One of my favorite things is to explore the hinterlands. We stumbled upon this old, abandoned gas station and cafe somewhere near Highway 531 and as soon as we passed it, we made the quickest U turn we could to double back and take some photos. It was so beautiful in it’s dilapidated state.
I could have spent all afternoon here taking photos…
There’s just something about this place that I find hauntingly beautiful.
I wonder what happened to the old U & R Cafe, don’t you?
Until next time, Happy Thrifting!