This is the greatest day of my thrift shopping career. Since I started thrifting, I’ve always kept a mental checklist of things I hoped to find in the wild: flip clocks, Le Creuset dutch ovens, tiki idols, Herman Miller chairs, Chase the Chuckwagon. Bowling trophies were on that list until today. I now own a bowling trophy.

There were a few, actually, but this was the best one. You can tell it’s aged; you can tell there used to be something in the corner there. Unfortunately, all of them were a little incomplete, and this was the best one they had. I’m just happy to have it. It fits my tacky mid-century home so well.

This handsome devil.

It works with the rest of my dining room, don’t you think?