Weird, Worn and Wonderful Finds
First a story–I popped into my neighborhood thrift store the other day hoping to exchange an item I had bought
For the love of old things, the joy of finding them new homes and my vintage life.
First a story–I popped into my neighborhood thrift store the other day hoping to exchange an item I had bought
Recently I went to a small, local flea market and the last thing I bought was this small pottery dog
On most Saturdays, when the weather is nice, one of our local high schools hosts a half-day flea market. And
October has started oddly. I got my first cold of the season (already!) and our little house seems to be
Many decades ago, in another life really, I lived in San Francisco for a three years. I was young and
Apologies for writing a different type of post today. Today is an anniversary I wish I didn’t have. My beloved
I adore doing what I do–finding great vintage things to sell. But every once in a while I find things
I live in a small house with my husband and two daughters. Though we are not extravagant, our limited storage
As a seller of vintage things I am keenly aware that what I sell is mostly “unnecessary.” Baubles. Fripperies. Gewgaws. Nobody
I haven’t seen the sun much this month and I miss it. Even in winter I sit out on our