One mans trash...

Last night my auntie and I decided to try our luck raiding the roadside for vintage goodies in the local hard rubbish collection. Before you go screwing up your noses at the idea of rummaging through trash, consider the idea that ones man trash is another mans treasure… or in this case, womans. After scouting the streets for over an hour, picking up an amazing retro suitcase, and grey leather chair, we stumbled across the holy grail of road side junk. The item in question was a stunning brown leather couch, with matching arm chair, the kind you see in the window of vintage stores with a quadruple digit price tag. Minus the single rip on one of the arms and a little wear and tear on the cushions, this beauty was in mint condition and once I saw it I simply had to have it. I literally cannot express to you how amazing this lounge set is, I was skeptical someone had chosen to discard it and kept waiting for the owners to say WAIT! I actually can’t bear to give it up.

This is how I came to ponder the idea that what is deemed completely useless by one person can steal another’s heart. Once the couch and arm-chair were nestled safely in my lounge room (thanks to lots of heavy lifting, grunting, shoving and near breakage of a door frame) I started to consider this concept in the broader sense. Before I go off on a tangent, I realise most of my posts so far have been centered around relationship drama. Perhaps this is because many of my daily conversations with girlfriends and guy friends alike prove this topic to be verrrry popular, or maybe its just because I watch far to much Sex And The City, and think that if I continue to write about relationships, I can trade in my Ugg boots for Manolo Blahniks and start living the glamorous life of Carrie Bradshaw. However, I realised that just as the concept of trash and treasure applies to our physical belongings, so too can it apply to our relationships. Your dream man / woman is someone else’s nightmare. Just as I fell in love with the leather couch, someone else hated it so much, they decided to leave it on the street to be collected and disposed of.

Realistically, if you are dating or kissing anyone in their twenties, they are very likely to have a romantic past. As a side note this is not a bad thing! If no one has bothered with them until now, you should probably consider the notion that they are quite possibly a complete weirdo. However, the fact is, that prior to you picking them up, dusting them off and welcoming them into your life, they might have been discarded like an unwanted piece of "junk" by previous love interests. This begs the question, how is it that what is so detested, or simply deemed uninteresting by some people can be the key to happiness in others? The bright side of this is that there is hope for us all. That ex-boyfriend you dumped because he was a stage five clinger? He is going to make a needy girl very happy one day. And your ex-boyfriend that dumped you because he didn’t really get your sense of humour? Some guy is thanking his lucky stars because now he’ll get to laugh at your jokes forever. The more I think about it, the idea of trash and treasure is more romantic than I had ever considered. Who would have thought!

Xo.