I remember when I was a little lass playing around with my mothers powder compacts. I remember the smell of the powder and the smooth shiny feel of the case. I think I also remember being lucky enough to add an old, empty compact to my dressing up supplies and feeling pretty damn flash when I whipped it out for checks on my non-existent makeup.
Even though these compacts are largely redundant now because it's seemingly impossible to find powder cakes to fit them, they have a lasting charm. Imagine my delight then when I found not one but two English Stratton compacts in one of my local thrifty haunts for the bargain basement price of 99p each! The interiors are in perfect nick, which is unusual because so many have damaged mirrors.
So as the weekend approaches I wish you happy rummaging in a thrift store near you!
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