Saturday, January 21, 2017
Monday, January 16, 2017
A Sunny Saturday January Garage Sale Morning in Laguna Beach, CA
It is a beautiful sunny Saturday garage sale morning after a few days of heavy rain in Laguna Beach where I feel very fortunate to reside. So hopping out of bed and hitting the sales early is something I look forward to, especially on a gorgeous day like this.
The family at my first stop was moving to Northern California and selling their 1920's beach cottage, so they had motivation to sell their treasures.
I am very excited to have purchased this beautiful mahogany leaded glass door for my new selling spot at "The Barn" in San Juan Capistrano.
I will be opening my spot there on Februaury 1, in less than 2 weeks. I will be filling you in on "The Barn" and highlighting my space and others who are already there for those of you who live close or are planning a visit.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Vintage Handbags to Set You Apart in Style
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
A Fabulous Find
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Simpler Times...
Few things make me happier than uncovering a relic from my childhood that evokes a delightful memory from a simpler time. While I was out “digging” last weekend at an estate sale in an original 1950’s house in an old Santa Ana neighborhood, I came across these authentic, child’s 1950’s leather, hand-stitched cowboy boots.
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1950's Vintage Leather Child's Cowboy Boots |
What surprised me most, was the amazing condition they were in, especially since back then, way before video games, children got their action adventure fix from playing games like Cowboys and Indians. I pleasantly recalled my best friend Billy who lived in the house behind us, coming to play totally decked out in his wrangler attire. I was his “girlfriend” at age 5, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to take on a rugged role and battle with me using our plastic weapons. He cherished his cowboy boots more than anything, and now I have a much better understanding of why. What an innocent era it was with Gene Autry and Roy Rogers, and Hollywood making heroes out of cowboys and fashion icons out of cowboy boots.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Welcome to Junking for Style in the OC
I never thought that I would take pleasure in digging
through others grubby garages and unorganized boxes of possessions, but after
extracting beautiful handmade antique laces and French jacquard ribbon during my
first estate sale I was addicted. Maybe it was because I have long appreciated
the richness of very old textiles. But most likely this admiration stems from a
love to imagine creating something fabulous from something old or perhaps I feel
a bond to it because I was the one who created something similar to it in my
past life! Either way I have a strong connection to anything with a history.
Today I went to a family estate sale and something this morning inspired me to finally start sharing my experiences as a
junker. What I love about digging through other people’s stuff is the adventure
and mystery. There is something
intriguing about screeching up to the address that your GPS has led you to, and
never knowing if there is going to be that fabulous French enamel pin that you
had missed out on last time, or antique hand woven fabric that you just read an
article about in a style journal.
I think part of my reason in deciding to share my treasure
hunt on this particular beautiful, sunny OC weekend morning is hoping that if I
share with you, I will also work through the anxiety I am feeling. Let me back
up and explain why I am feeling anxious. Tragically, it has to do with
realizing that I had missed out. I had just pulled some very interesting World
War I photos from an old manila envelope, paid for them, and upon returning to
my car, realized that there were some documents that had most likely described the
historical significance of the photos. Why the light bulb flashed when I got
back to the car, I’ll never know, but the anxious part starts when I raced back
to the envelope strewn garage and saw a man pick up that particular crumpled
container just as I turned the corner.
Oh the horrors! I understand that I will never know what exactly was in
that illusive packet, but I did learn a valuable junker’s lesson…take it all on
the first pass, you can discard later, because there’s a good chance you won’t get
a second pass!
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