Connie’s Classics

The strangest place. Not sure what was for sale and what was just garbage lying around. Sure, I’ll take this old cookie tin of rusty nails off your hands! Ooh, this ashtray looks intrig… oops, sorry, didn’t know the guy behind the counter was about to ash into it.
Smelling of cigs and old people, there’s really no reason to spend more than 5 minutes inside unless you’re really SEARCHING for something specific. Me, I was just browsing. There’s a strange chained-​off section in the back where, again, I was uncertain what was up there. Is someone living here and cooking in this kitchenette? Why is there so much trash? Yet, there are clocks and doohickeys hanging all over the walls, which must be for sale… right?

Connie’s Classics reminded me of my Grandma Marian’s house (RIP). There is a lot of stuff in there with little organization, rhyme or reason. Very similar to everything that exists. Connie’s Classics runs parallel to the universe. They have a lot of great antiques. Next time you are looking for old school stuff, skip Flower Child and hang out in Connie’s Classics. Birdtown is back!