On several occasions
recently, I’ve had the same conversation with a variety of vintage-loving
friends regarding the influx of non-antique, non-vintage items being sold in some
antique malls.
That’s right. Here comes
a rant. Yippee!
Lately I seem to be
finding myself in antique malls that are a combination of a small
percentage of vintage vendors mixed in with a large percentage of new gifts, toys,
collectibles, hardware, crafts, food, and dollar store merchandise.
It would be like going
to grocery store for milk and finding the refrigerator section filled with vintage
linens.
Or something terrible like
that.
My antique mall criteria
is pretty flexible -- I’m usually willing to overlook dirt, digging, poor
lighting and piles if the price is right. ( And the stuff is old. )
And I also get it when
things are beautifully displayed and perhaps a little higher in price because a
vendor has taken the time to present their unique finds in an inspiring way. ( And
the stuff is old. )
But this? Not so much.
I will now climb down from my (vintage) soapbox and thank you for letting me get that off my chest.
PS Everything you see
here I came across in one ‘antique mall’ earlier this week.