Let it be known, from this day forward, that I have the ability to blog while sitting in the dentist’s waiting room.
I had to. I had no choice.
Somehow I neglected to show you photos of Time Worn Interiors’ space at Marburger. There are only a couple of photos, but they need to be seen. I realize that last photo has nothing to do with junking. It’s simply some Collective Soul eye candy. Enjoy!
While sorting through some junk piles yesterday, I was surprised to find this lace overdress sewn by my friend Mimi. She’s one heckuva seamstress, but she practically gives away her creations. How did I manage to forget all that lace?! And the bling around my new girl’s neck? Also buried in the pile.
What other forgotten treasures are waiting to be rediscovered? I think I’ll keep digging today.
Have as beautiful week.
Best wishes for a beautiful Easter day!
The topic of mixing in new wholesale items with antiques has raised its conflicted head once again. And of course I have an opinion! I always have an opinion.
I do it.
Therefore it’s a fantastic idea!
Much like pickles and peanut butter sandwiches, chocolate-covered bacon or even my marriage, the idea might at first blow your mind in a shocked way before it blows it in a “far out” ah-ha moment.
The careful pairing of old and new can work. I think the pictures above prove it. In both photos, I’ve mixed in Peacock Park Design merch with chippy old stuff. (NOT THAT kind of Chippy.)
The secret to successful mixing, according to me, is to do it selectively. It’s simple: Don’t put in too much wholesale at one time. Make sure the new merch complements the vintage stuff you carry. Don’t get carried away by the ease of buying with a click of the mouse (versus the sweaty hauling of vintage wares). Never try to pass off reproductions as the real deal.
Stay true to your vision…and to your customers, who may not understand the beauty of chocolate-covered bacon.
Apothecary bottles, $34 each
Horse ribbons, $28 each
All old. All purchased during the Warrenton/Round Top shows.
Have a super Saturday!
Today the entire city of San Antonio is on holiday. I look at it as a pre-payment for the hellish weather we’ll be enduring in the months ahead. It’s gonna be a long, hot one. We’re already in extreme drought and on once-a-week watering restrictions.
But Fiesta gives us a 10-day reprieve. It started out long ago as a historical celebration of the Battle of San Jacinto. It’s morphed into a giant grease-laden party.
I’m no history buff, but I do appreciate the survival of old stuff. The photos above are of a recent attempt by me to piece together a document that was in the pocket of an old bag I purchased. As you can see, pieces are missing. It’s still an object of art in my eyes, however.
Hope you have an amazing weekend … even if you’re not planning to celebrate history by eating something deep fried and on a stick.
While examining my “fifty” gifty from Janet of Sweet Talk/Rubbish, my husband zeroed in on the word “Chippy.”
At risk of tarnishing my stellar street cred, I’ll admit right here, right now that I was unaware of its slang meaning. But Webster confirmed it. Now I feel like I need a shower … but not before I sing the praises of Rubbish at Marburger Farms. Janet and I share a love of words. We met when she used to set up in the Bermuda Triangle of Cole’s… hard to find and nearly impossible to leave. I’d never met her sister, Mo, until this trip to Round Top/Warrenton. I tell ya…these girls have got it goin’ on! Two spaces. Two sisters. Twice the beauty. Too bad the pictures are from my cell phone.
Who forgets to take a camera to Warrenton?
Now… about that shower…