I never knew I had a style. (Note: I said “a style”; I know I don’t have “style.”)
I had a friend over a few days ago and she said that, walking around my house, I do have “a style”. She didn’t really mention whether it was a good one or a bad one, but I didn’t press her on the point either. Some things are best left unspoken.
But then I walked around and noticed that I do tend towards a style, and I guess you could call it vintage. But, its really a mix of vintage with some modern mixed with nature meets quirky.
I got this ladder shelf from World Market last week and quickly filled it with some random “nature-y” stuff. Some were gifts, others were found at thrift stores. Look closely – that ceramic duck sculpture is actually a Jim Beam decanter! My grandpa had a HUGE collection of whiskey decanters. I got the ducks. Naturally.
But I also like the more classic type of vintage.
Confused? Me too. I guess you could say my house is
bipolar multipolar in it’s decor.
I’ve been doing a lot of shopping around town for house stuff. I never really shopped in my small town before and I have discovered several really great little antique and vintagey type stores.
This old wooden storage box is FULL of old spools of thread and notions and lace from I don’t even know when. The thread spools say 15 cents on them, so….its old.
And it was only $20. I almost felt like I was taking advantage of the shopowner/sucker.
I got a few other random items – including this beautiful vase ($2) that is sitting on my dining room table holding a couple fuscia peonies and a single white peonies.
Because now that I have a garden that rivals Versailles (I can dream, right), I get fresh cut flowers whenever I want.
And I want them daily. *Spoiledbrat*
Remember I mentioned my growing salt and pepper shaker collection. That yellow polka dotted garden tools shaker set came from the same store. Please, like I could pass that up. Katie? Garden stuff? Yellow polka dots? Come now, be serious you.
Because they are currently living on top of my fridge and since I don’t have a great track record with not breaking things, they are risking life and limb up there and need a new home.
[Side note: Not one, not two, but THREE out of four plates fell off my wall and shattered yesterday. Yes, in a single day, I broke three plates. I wasn't even in the room. That right there? Talent.]
I was going to go back and get this shelf yesterday but I found a different one at a different store, minus the hearts. I just wasn’t feeling those hearts. But, now that I think about it….I may have to go back and get this one too. Growing collections, you know.
I’ve got a plan for these shelves too. Plans involve cool fabric and spray paint. Stay tuned for that.
And while I am back there….
The question isn’t should I, but rather how many of these vintage pyrex sets should I buy? Are you kidding me with that $14 price tag?!?!
You foodies and you photography buffs who are always looking for good props would pee your pants in this store. I was like a kid in a candy shop.
Plates, dishes, clothes, tea cups, tea kettle, coffee signs, shelves, desks, old singer sewing machines, oh my!
This chair was part of a set – two like this, one with arms, and a love seat. I won’t even tell you the price because it just wouldn’t be fair.
OH! And there was this GREAT fainting couch that I so want to buy just for that one time that I can pretend to faint onto it while putting the back of my palm up to my forehead.
I’ll leave you with that mental image for the day. You’re welcome.
Do you have “a style”? What is it?