Sometimes There’s a Story…
I knew it was a “mistake” when I put it in my basket. Wedgwood blue Jasperware pieces like this do
For the love of old things, the joy of finding them new homes and my vintage life.
I knew it was a “mistake” when I put it in my basket. Wedgwood blue Jasperware pieces like this do
Sales are always slow for me in August so I’m trying to use the extra time to get caught up
On my drive home from my mini-retreat along the ocean, my route took me past my neighborhood thrift store so
For some months now I have been dreaming of taking a short retreat. A getaway by myself where I can
My car has been in and out of the shop lately finally getting a long-standing problem fixed. Unfortunately the car
When I was growing up, shopping at a thrift store carried shame. It meant you were poor. That you couldn’t
Like most folks in the vintage reselling biz I acquire a lot items. Most I buy, but some come to
First let me say I didn’t go to my neighborhood thrift store on July 4th for their big sale. But
July started out with me needing to go back on antibiotics (arrrgh!!), but at least the weather here in the
This past weekend I received news that a dear older cousin of mine died. Despite the fact that she was