The short story of a handmade, vintage wallpaper-covered box and the upcycled vintage Christmas
ornament inside it.
photos. With minimal words.
like to interrupt the silence here by mentioning that I continue to be
hot-glue-gun-impaired and I get around this by using Aleene’s Glass & Bead
adhesive (it comes in a tube!) which doesn’t smell all that great but works
like a charm when you need something shiny & slick to stick to something
else that’s shiny & slick.
desperate attempt to unearth some sort of vintage Christmas treasure at a local
thrift shop, I turned to a part of the store I usually never even slow down for, let
alone browse in.
It's that place where old vinyl albums and cassette tapes go to collect forever-dust: The Record Department.
where I found it.
A very rare,
out-of-print album featuring an extremely collectible cover, designed by two
well-known vintage crafters before they turned their talents to blogging, spun-headcollecting and vintage-Christmas-ornament-locating.
hands were shaking as I slowly turned it over in order to find the tiny,
telltale evidence that this was the gem I suspected it might be.
come to my attention after an unannounced inspection of your shops this morning, despite the fact it is now 5 full days after Thanksgiving, many of you are not yet in compliance with the GYVCIOOTSN(P)* directive sent down
courtesy, you will be allowed an additional 48 hours to bring your shop up to code prior to
the next round of visitations.
to do so may result in a fit and/or tears from one extremely disappointed shopper.
make every effort to prevent this.
your cooperation, we can all have the very best vintage Christmas season ever.
Vintage Christmas Inventory Out On the Shelves Now (Please)
summer while I was at sleep-away summer camp at MeadowbrookFarm, two of the
many treasures I found while roaming the Montana countryside were a pair of
vintage sleds, slated for my vintage Christmas stockpile.
last few days have been spent pricing, packing, loading, hauling and unloading
items for my antique mall space in preparation for what I hope will be an
onslaught of holiday shoppers in the coming weeks.
better yet, holiday buyers.
a large part of one day shuffling things from the left side of my mall space
over to the right side and vice versa.
really does work to promote sales, I promise.
Phase 2 will involve the addition of shiny, little Christmas doodads
other day, while shopping for two hours (!) in a Goodwill store, the majority
of that time spent having a miniature heart attack in the dish aisle, which, as we know, I have no business being in let alone loading a shopping cart full of
all kinds of heart-attack-inducing dinnerware, I now have a question:
I tell if these plates are vintage Jadeite (or not)? They have no particular pattern
and no identifying marks at all.
I be worried?
A pretty pair of Blue Ridge Pottery plates
Goodwill shopper seemed to think they’re vintage and I base that solely on her
reaction when she saw them in my cart and asked, “Do you know that those plates
outside voice: “Yes, I do.”
inside voice: “Yes, I do. They’re in my cart. Stop touching them.”
The latest additions to my personal mix-&-match collection of (indestructible) vintage Japanese stoneware
also asked me, “Do you know what they’re worth?!” (nicely, but in the do-you-have-any-idea-what-you-have-there-because-if-you-don’t-I’ll-take-them-off-your-hands-for-you
voice, not wanting to disappoint: “I
voice: “No clue. Just hoping it’s more
than the $2 Goodwill wants for them.”
Resale score! Bunches of Haviland Limoges
smiled and agreed it was a very good day at Goodwill.