My Vintage Childhood

My Vintage Childhood: May 2015

Sunday, May 31, 2015

Hello Sailor: Collectible Norah Wellings Sailor Dolls

There is always interest in my stock at vintage fairs from doll and teddy bear collectors, if it's not interest in the dolls and teddy bears I have at the time, many collectors buy my vintage children's clothing for dolls in their collections.

I wanted to share these collectible Norah Wellings sailor dolls, I picked up recently which will be coming to our next fair in July.

If you're unfamiliar with Norah Wellings as a doll maker, she was once one of the main designers at the famous Chad Valley Dolls from 1919 to 1926. Once she left Chad Valley Dolls she went on to form her own toy company with her brother, Victoria Toy Works.

All the dolls Norah made were of various types of cloth and sold worldwide and were made for various tourist industries most notable for the cruise ship industry, for which her dolls were made for souvenirs.

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Wednesday, May 27, 2015

It's Not Always All Vintage, it's Fashion for ME.....

I think we've quite established that I dress rather differently from many people around my parts where I live. I've had many comments and questions about if I only wear vintage or op shopped items.

The answer is for the main part, YES by far what I wear day to day is either vintage, op shopped, hand me downs. But NO not everything I wear is "old", and YES I do make a few retails purchases a year. My retail purchases are generally basics and a few items that I think would be cool and mix with my vintage and thrifted wardrobe to add to me expressing my style the way I wish. 

I dress for me, not for others as you've heard me say lately.

I wanted to share this outfit I've worn a few times recently as it's a perfect example of it not being all about the "vintage" but about my style, being comfortable and makes me still feel like me. Whenever I dress like this, which I would say is a more casual look for me a little bit vintage gets added with accessories and extras and then I still feel like myself.

Dark Animal Print Tights/Leggings and Coral Slouch Top: both retail SALE buys
Boots: Retail SALE buy 2014
1970's Crocheted Vest: gifted
Brown Felt Hat: op shopped
Silver Cuff: market buy 15 plus years ago
1960's Cowhide Shoulder Bag: won at Auction

So there you have it, it isn't ALWAYS about the vintage and looking like I'm solely wearing vintage, for me it is always, always about what feels good and true to me......yes most of the time it is vintage or thrifted fashion. But I'd prefer to say the way I dress and style myself is called fashion for me!


Monday, May 25, 2015

Memorial Post: A 7 Year Life Cycle....

The one post of the year that is my honor to my twin girls Elle and Meg and an insight to my journey to being an angel mumma along with the impact it has had and continues to have on my life every single day.

So much has happened in seven years, in fact it's seven years ago to this very day that two sweet angels went to another worldly realm, and the birth of new life arrived to. The birth of a new life I speak of, is the birth of a new me and a new everyday, a new way of being, living and loving.

If you're familiar with Rudolph Steiner, the Waldorf education founder and philosopher beliefs that we live our lives in seven year cycles where we go through immense emotional, mental, spiritual changes and growth, it'll help you in understanding how I feel about my life and the journeys we've had.

Daily we travel through extraordinary change and as result we take the every day for granted and miss out on the nuances of change happening within us. If you cast your mind back to seven years ago, can you say you're the same emotionally, mentally, spiritually as you are today? Or has life's experiences, moments and learning's changed you?

When Ben and I started trying for a baby all those years ago now, I had been in a phase (or life cycle) if you will where I was yearning for more out of life, I was longing for a time and space to nurture. I wanted to nurture another being as well as nurture other desires, hopes and dreams that laid within me. I wanted life to take me on a new path and I was willing to see where it would lead us.

Fortunately for Ben and I, once we decided it was time to fill our desires to start a family we only had to look at each other for a positive pregnancy test. Nothing could have prepared us for what happened seven years ago the excitement, laughter and thrill of being told we were expecting such unique identical twins (mono-mono). But then months later, halfway through our pregnancy to have our world turn upside and have the single most horrific and traumatising experience and series of events happen, and in the blink of an eye go from feeling my babies move inside of me to have them being born and knowing that this was not the beginning but the end of something.

In that moment it was the end of a sacred hopeful blessing and the birth of something else; it was a birth of me with a deep primal experience which from that moment has been the internal driving force that built with momentum through my grief journey, to push on and live a life with purpose like never before.

Like Steiner speaks about in his writings, I am certainly not the person I was May 25th 2008. I don't think you'd all recognose her either. I am a forever changed but I am stronger, more resilient, more determined and a more focused person. My thoughts every day are peppered with thoughts of Elle and Meg and the occasional day dream of what would it have been like. But the reality is that they reside in a celestial place guiding me through my mothering of their earthly siblings every day. They are my driving force and reminder in everything to be the best I can be to their earthbound siblings.

My girls have given me a strength and fearless attitude and confidence that I struggle to see how I would have attained if it was not for my experience in carrying them, birthing them, grieving them and loving them. I have a life full as can be of blessings and dreams that I have chased down and held onto because of my journey with them. If it wasn't for them and what I have learnt along the way, I'm not sure I would see the world so beautifully and appreciatively as I do now.

I know that despite the most traumatising of experiences that life can and will still hold mircales and blessings. Thank you my sweet darlings I feel you in my every day and in every way, you are both my driving force in all that I do, the way I live, the way I love, the way I work, the way I dream.

Mummy loves you.

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Sunday, May 24, 2015

Random Finds from Random Fun Adventures with the Kids.....

There have been many random adventures lately whether it be a quick drop in to an op shop, a market day or some early morning starts and hitting some garage sales. At any time regardless of the adventure I nearly always have at least one if not all the kids with me.

I don't mind having them on most treasure hunting adventures, as I see how much they are learning about various things along the way. Like the social interactions, money management negotiating, inspecting items, using their imaginations and more. I certainly think the kids are learning valuable lessons along the way.

When we return home from adventures the kids often come with more treasures than I do, but whatever happens we always come home having had fun. Here is collective round up of recent finds from myself, Cohen and Sarah......actually when I say finds, it's actually funny the amount of freebies my kids get offered for various reasons.

You can never sneeze at bargains that don't even see you break a note, but rather searching for a few jingling coins in the bottom of your bag. I have no complaints with this coffee/side table or this lovely vintage floral accented planter made in Japan. Nor will I complain about this sweetly handmade fully jointed teddy bear.

When it comes to Cohen he has an eye for gadgets and all things nature, and I'm thrilled with his pile of nature posters from the year 2000 from the National Parks and Wildlife Service New South Wales he scored for $5. He is such a nature warrior and we will be having one if not a couple framed for him to appreciate. He also managed to have another poster print of an old ship thrown in as well, with a little kiddie wheeling and dealing.

I think I might frame the wildflowers for our living room.

As for the vintage miss, well she is the sparkly, blingy, trinket hunter, she is content if she comes home with a handful of marbles, buttons and beads she has found. But this pass weekend she ended up with purses and bags and it was all like a set of Russian Dolls but with random bags and purses. Carrying her Peppa Peg purse she bought herself another purse at our first garage sale on the weekend, so she could put her Peppa Peg purse in it and then at another garage sale she found a handful or treasures and took a fancy to a little cosmetics bag. When the people holding the garage sale saw her juggling her bags and her collection they offered her this freebie of this old vintage vanity case which had random trinkets, treasure in junk in it. She was in heaven and all her purses and bags promptly went in her case. 

The case is in need of overhaul so with some Annie Sloan paint samples I have leftover from last year and some vintage wallpaper we're going to work together and try make this little case into a sweet little dolls case.

All I can say from our adventures is that the family that thrifts together, stays together.

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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Tips for Selling Vintage Children's Clothing....

I actually can not pinpoint the time when my interest developed in collecting and then selling vintage baby and children's clothing. I've lived appreciating old things my whole life, but the love of old vintage items for babies and children has been with me some time.

Long, long before we were even considering having children I had wardrobe rails full of vintage baby and children's items. Back in the day (pre-kids) I sold off items to friends, family and collectors for longer then I have been here in this online social community.

When I started out in the early days developing my idea of a vintage children's business offering genuine vintage clothing and items, there were very few others out there doing doing the same. But as time goes by the desire and trend for vintage items is on the rise, people wanting something unique and one of a kind for their little cherubs. As a result I have seen in increase in others joining the ranks to sell off collections of vintage baby and children's clothing.

If you're starting out with your own vintage baby and children's business or you fancy the idea here are some top tips and insights into being a standout in what you do:

  • Absolute number one tip above anything else is launder your items. Remember you're selling baby and vintage items, and new and expecting mums are often frenzied and want everything spotless and to be perfect for their little ones. Vintage items often come at cost or premium to mass produced and cheap items bought at chain stores for babies. So your perspective customer doesn't want to have to consider various types of efforts and laundering techniques to make an item wearable for their child even it they do love its vintage and nostalgic allure.
  • Keeping with laundering your stock, research and study various techniques for stain removal and repairs of garments. It's a tricky game selling vintage clothing regardless if it's for adults or children. But different stains and spills may need to be dealt with in different manners, not to mention often having to consider fabric types and dyes used for old fabrics. The standard modern day attitude of popping something in a laundry soaking agent could destroy a precious heirloom baby or children's piece with unstable clothing dyes from eras ago.
  • Don't be afraid to launder items, take your time through this process you will learn valuable knowledge and skills for the future. The effort you put into presenting your stock at it's very best will give you your best return on investment.
  • Selling vintage baby and children's clothes with stains or damage and stating in listings "as is" should be avoided for your best success for resale. If you're not wanting to attempt the laundering it's unlikely a perspective customer will want to. Your garment will have to be a knock out, stand out piece to get people parting with their money for a damaged or soiled item for their little one. You will be stuck with stock, so don't invest funds into pieces with significant issues.

  • The only exception to the previous point is in the with earlier garments from the 1930's or earlier including Victorian pieces. There are those collectors out there who are collecting very old and rare pieces. Such pieces are often very delicate and if anyone was wanting to take on laundering or restoration of such pieces it should be taken on by a professional or very skilled and experienced hands.

The collecting and reselling of vintage baby and children's clothing is certainly fun and a oh so cute with some of the most adorable outfits you can imagine and it's always nice to see pieces go off to new forever homes.  But much like many other things condition is everything and just because something is "old" it doesn't necessarily make it desirable to a perspective collector or mother wanting to purchase unique pieces for her little person. Set a standard for your stock condition and you will be rewarded with loyal customers and word of mouth business.

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Sunday, May 17, 2015

Lifeline Bookfest Gold Coast Convention Centre 2015.....

You may remember in the past I've shown you some glimpses into the Lifeline Bookfest when I've got along. I'm in no short supply of vintage children's books but that's no excuse to keep me away from having a look. The Gold Coast Lifeline Bookfest has been on since this Friday on the Gold Coast and finishes today, at the Gold Coast Convention in Broadbeach.

With the event starting on Friday and ending on a Sunday afternoon, if you ever get along on a Friday morning you'll spot all the secondhand book dealers, sometimes donning white cotton gloves searching for rare and collectible books. Having said that though the book tables are constantly refreshed throughout the three days, so there is always still a chance of picking up other rare and collectible books if you got along one of the other days of the bookfest.

It really is a massive event with trestle tables lined up and laden with books as far as the eye can see (ok maybe not quite as far as the eye can see but you get what I mean from the pictures). It's a massive area with thousands, upon thousands, upon thousands of books to excite and entice book lovers and knowledge chasers.

Cohen and I popped along with the fair on Friday afternoon after attending an appointment and we had great look through the books with us eventually having to cull our the shopping baskets down to one basket full of books, with everyone in the family getting a few books to interest each member of the family.  Cohen of course added more nature and animal information books to his library.

Where as I had success finding Australian author illustrator Jeff Hook's first edition of Jamie the Jumbo Jet. If you're not familiar with Jeff Hook he started his career as press artist and cartoonist with the Hobart Mercury and went on to work as a full time cartoonist for the Herald Sun. Jeff has been awarded the order of Australia for his service to the print media as a political and social commentator and as a cartoonist. He has also received a lifetime achievement award from the Melbourne Press Club. It's pretty exciting to grab a great first edition from an Order of Australia recipient for his contribution to Australian print media, politics and cartooning.

Such great cartoon illustrations.

As you can see I'm not lying when I say the books go on forever, you can lose a whole day at the fair getting lost in books.

I also picked up a few other additions to vintage children's books and was rather pleased to find a Miller's guide to care and repair of antiques and collectibles. You might also see in the pictures another find was a 1940's fashion source guide book, which is passed onto one my lovelies.

One can never too many reference and resource books when it comes to collecting, selling, restoring and identifying pieces.

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Friday, May 15, 2015

Juggling, Autism and Celebrating Our Differences......

I always set out to try and conquer and succeed at all my crazy ideas and thoughts. I'm a hopeless creative with a million ideas and dreams floating around. Ben hears many a crazy ideas and thoughts pass my lips about what I think I'm going to do, but sometimes I feel for you all reading this that you do too.

I know this year through various blog posts I have mentioned new things I have wanted to bring to the blog and if you've noticed some of them haven't happened.  There's good reason for it, but it doesn't mean that things I have spoken of aren't going to happen. It means I've been juggling things and it's something I want to share with you all, because it's such a massive part of our everyday lives here at home.

Two weeks before the end of the school year last year Cohen was diagnosed with Autism. It came as no surprise to me whatsoever as I have always had a knowing. Cohen has certain difference, pizzazz, quirk and charm, he has a beautiful way of looking at the world differently. He has knowing of things beyond his years and has an insatiable thirst for knowledge and life, he always seems to be trying to live out life full tilt 110% all the time from sun up to sun down. We joke that's why he decided to be born two weeks early, he had to get this show on the road.

We've heard many a comment about Cohen from others (strangers and familiar people alike) as being high energy, full on, non-stop, smart, talkative or as being a handful. We've encountered both positive and negative comments about him from others and of course parenting choices and methods have been questioned and criticised.  So when we hear those "he's a handful" comments or response is we're glad that he is our handful, because we love him in handfuls, bucketfuls and more.

The purpose of this post is not to go into a break down of his diagnosis and challenges we have, but this is more about an invitation to understanding us personally. I've been speaking personally more in recent times on the blog about kindness, understanding and opinion and a lot of it has had to do with social incidents concerning the way I dress, present, look and parent.

I'm proud of who I am and I'm proud of who my boy is, I couldn't love him more if I tried, he is truly a most exquisite person. He embraces and accepts my difference as a mum and the way I dress and appear differently from others. He doesn't really get it yet, but he will, but I make every damn effort to wear who I am as person on my sleeve and honor that, to be a role model to him for embracing who you are and accepting that.

So my friends that is life here, it's full with living life, loving life and some days just getting through each day. Our weeks have changed so much since last year with plans, routines, appointments and therapies to support Cohen in having the best future outcome.  Cohen is considered as being high functioning ASD (Autism Spectrum Disorder) and his future is extremely bright, he has bucket loads of charm and smarts and dazzles us everyday with where he is heading in life. He has big dreams and goals, much like his mumma and I know he will be able to do anything he sets his mind to.

Sometimes things are tough, real though with an ASD child and sometimes it's forever changing and I'm running at hundred miles an hour to be on top things and to be something to everyone in my family. But again without going into a list and breakdown to what makes up Cohen's diagnosis, those who have an understanding of ASD will know it is many, many, many little and big things that can make life and the everyday challenging not just for the ASD child but for their parents and caregivers.

I hope from time to time that Cohen and I and can share more here on the blog about how we embrace our points of difference.We're learning and growing from this every day and becoming better for it too.

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Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Kids Style: She's All About the Socks it's Her Thing....

Who says you can't wear socks with sandals, bobby socks to be precise?  Don't tell my Sarah she can't wear socks sandals and any other numerous and crazy combinations she comes up with at times. My girl, relishes a chance to wear socks, we have no understanding to her rhyme or reason for them, so we just go with the flow.

My little vintage loving girl, likes a pretty frock as much as her mumma.  This sweetie she is wearing originally came in a massive bulk buy of children vintage bundle I acquired. It's a more modern vintage dress that was slipped into the bundle I bought, but it has all the old girly sweetness and innocence I love, that had her receiving lovely comments as she skipped through the school grounds to drop Cohen off a few weeks ago.

"Mummy I want a photo with you."
I'm wearing 1980's crinkle fabric dress with pockets with a detailed beaded cardigan both op shopped.
Sarah's dress was part of a bulk stock purchase, but this one is one of her keepers.
Socks with sandals styling, all her doing!

Sarah loves things that bling and sparkle, have frills, bows and furs so she was utterly pleased with herself in this sweet frock. I love that she too is forming her own tastes with style and fashion more and more, despite what others might think or say about her choices she isn't swayed by comments. So my sweet girl looks set to keep on wearing those bobby socks whenever the feeling takes her. You rock those bobby socks honey, don't let anyone stop you!


Sunday, May 10, 2015

Our Mother's Day....

On the weekends we have a tradition with the kids and they have a camp out in our bedroom on a Friday and Saturday night. We're a very close and connected family and it's something we love to do, our little loves are only little for such a short period of time......why not indulge their desires as well as ours.

This morning I was woken by Cohen and Sarah quietly trying to tip toe out of our room to their daddy who had been up since the early hours and was tinkering on early morning projects in the garage. I dozed, snuggle and nurse Fraser a little while longer. I hear the whispers of Cohen and Sarah and rustling bags asking daddy if they could give me gifts yet.

A whispered deep voice (Ben) at the door asks:

"Are you awake?"

Moments later our room is filled with hushed cuddles, kisses. I usher them quietly out to the lounge room to let Fraser's weary eyes open briefly and close again. Fraser is having some sort of developmental leap his sleep is broken and disrupted, I'll let him rest longer.

Cohen and Sarah shower me with Mother's Day Stall gifts from school, gifts made from kindy and family day care there are cards, crafts, pictures and poems.

The poem above touches my heart, in the best way a six year old boy can he says what he needs to say with some help. He truly knows his mummy and has a reason for everything he has placed down on this page. I'm a rainbow mum, because of the way I dress....FANCY (how I dress is fancy in his eyes, I dress for me and he knows that). He tells me:

"Mummy I typed it on the typing computer at school."

Coffee and breakfast is made by Ben and the hustling and whine of three kids in the kitchen on wanting to be part of the action. After breakfast I have a steaming hot shower alone, a personal joy and leisurely get dressed and honor myself a little. I emerge from the bedroom to bundle the kids up warm, so we can head to the mountains.

It's developed into our tradition that we head to Mount Tamborine on Mother's Day for the market, the showgrounds bustle with families celebrating their mothers, smells swirl in the air and alternative primal tunes float in the breeze. Homemade sweets and lollies are brought from our regular little stall we like to visit. The morning is beautiful and warm for winter with a hint of chill here and there.

We head home when the little loves are showing signs that it's time for a change of scenery, when back in the car and on our way I turn in my seat to thank them for a lovely morning to see this:

This, this is what reminds you that in those slow quite moments that if it wasn't for these little loves, there would be no Mother's Day.

Thank you Cohen, Sarah and Fraser for choosing me to be your Mamma.

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Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Let's Do The Time Warp Again.......

Some could say that my style and wardrobe is a time warp, and a good thing that it is because last Saturday I attended a local Rocky Horror Picture Show Singalong event for charity. If you've ever attend a singalong event you will know that dressing in theme is a given it literally has to be done. Of course I was not one to shy away from chance to get into costume (or some of my regular wardrobe however you look at it) and have a child free night out.

I invited my dear friend Noelle to come with me, we are old school friends and have known each other for twenty-four years. If you enjoy sewing you might have caught her from time to time here on the blog when I've linked to her blog Sewell where she occasionally shares what she has been whipping up in her sewing room and sharing her odd fashion finds when op shopping.

So with all that being said I raided my wardrobe and called in a few other favours to put together my outfit for Saturday night and Noelle raided the costume departments wardrobe at the private school she works at, we were raring to go.

Top: Op Shopped: 1980's Lurex and Rayon Evening Blouse
Bottom: Borrowed from friends daughter: Sequined Hot Pink Dance Shorts
Tan Fishnets, Scoks, Heels, Glitter Top Hat and Bow Tie: All mine and or purchased for $2

Here are a few photos of others in the costuming spirit on Saturday Night.

It was a great night of absolute craziness, with screams of arsehole, slut, toilet paper, dancing, sauciness and raunchiness. If you've not been to a Rocky Horror Picture Show Singalong it's an adult only event of course. Saturday night's event raised funds for a cause very close to my heart Pregnancy Loss Australia. As many who have been dropping in here for years know this month will mark seven years since we lost of Elle and Meg. It was great to have a fun night out supporting such wonderful cause and in some small way honoring my girls.

I'm looking forward to November where the organiser of this singalong has another singalong event booked for Mamma Mia, and the word is that it's going to be a big ABBA, My Big Fat Greek Wedding, Disco type of affair.

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Monday, May 4, 2015

Everyone seems to have an opinion....

"I don't like how you dress."

Don't click away, I'm not saying that to you. In fact I wouldn't want anything but for you to be who you are, own and love it. Others don't need to get it, just you, just your soul.

Late last week when I was on afternoon school pick up to collect Cohen, I was embracing my normal style loud and proud, when another school mum's very first words out of her mouth to me when she saw me were:

"I don't like how you dress."

I kid you not they were her first words when she looked at me. Back in my much, much younger days an outright statement like that would have rocked me, but not these days, not now. I'm older, wiser, in control and confident in who I am and where I'm going in life. I dance to the beat of my own drum and I don't conform to a lot of social conventions. I'm not scared to be different, but the truth is I'd be far more scared of not being true to me and killing my soul slowly.

So without missing a beat and without hesitation I laughed at this mothers statement to me and said:

"That's okay I dress for me and no one else."

As you can imagine with other parents around it cued some back peddling from the offending parent to try and justify and explain why she was saying that. This parent referenced the fact that I look like an old school teacher she once had, one I apparently share the same name of, as well as a very close resemblance. Did I mention that this old teacher of this school mum has also been described to me previously as being a bitch.

This whole exchange made one of my close mummy friends with me feel very uncomfortable as she saw it as being extremely rude for me to have copped such a comment. The fact is what was said to me and how it was said is rude, there's really no two ways about it. But do I care if others don't like or approve of my style? No not one bit!

On the flip side to this incident, after school drop off this morning as I passed through an entirely different area of the school to where this exchanged happened last week, I had a mother who I have never seen before look at me  and stop me and with a great big smile said:

"I just want to tell you that you look awesome today."

Is that a statement I care about? Of course it's nice to hear something great about oneself and I returned this mothers compliment with great big thanks. It seems that we live in a time where everyone has an opinion and regardless of it being positive or negative people feel it's a necessity to voice them with little regard to the impact of their words.

This mornings lovely exchange was also followed with a visit to the fruit and vegetable shop where Fraser and Sarah's crazy antics where in fine form. Their fine form was tutted at by older shoppers, with shakes of the head and a statement called out to me by a grandmother as I finished at the register:

"Give them to me for one week and all of that won't happen."

I have to admit that I had a moment of wanting to turn on my heel and tell her that I'm doing a great job with my kids thank you very much. I love them, I understand them, nourish them and accept them as they are.  I'm doing the absolute best I can with the skills, love and commitment I have and the challenges we encounter every day.

But I thought better in that split second of turning on my heel and voicing my spiel because the reality is I know my truth and she doesn't. Her assumptions of me are based on a small segment of time in a day. So I went on walking knowing that I'm perfectly okay at being who I am, the way I dress and the way I parent. Others don't need to like what they see when they look at me or observe me, because I know my truth and know nothing about me.

All of these incidents have compelled me to remind us all, especially us women and those who are mums to STOP being so critical and judgmental about acceptable fashions and styles, not to mention the whole style of parenting debate. The way someone dresses or parents is no measure of someones character as a person, mum or friend. Being vocally judgmental for others hear only serves to make those who are less confident, afraid of straying from the trend or norm for fear of embarrassment or ridicule.

So let's return to a good old fashion time of if you've got nothing nice to say, say nothing at all or feel free to mind your own business if you don't like how someone does something. We all have our own unique ways whether it be the way we dress, the way we parent or the way we do everyday tasks. If it serves a purpose to getting something done or honoring you, embrace it.

Whatever it is for you that is your truth, your style, your way I say answer it, live up to it and honor it. The only opinion you should worry about is the one that speaks internally to you to your soul and says you're being true to yourself.

Have you ever received negative comments about your style, fashion or clothing? I know there will be plenty of people who will have tales of outspoken parental judgement? Tell me what happened and how did you handled the situation?


Sunday, May 3, 2015

Straight from Sunday Morning Pickings.....

It's been a long time since I've posted some fresh finds straight off the back of the morning of the day I'm posting. So I thought I'd share this mornings picks.

Bright and early we headed off for some early picking. As you probably know I'm no stranger to early starts but I could have done with a lie in this morning after attending a Rocky Horror Picture Show Singalong event for charity last night (more about that during the week). But everyone was chomping at the bit to get out of the house this morning.

It's a good thing I went with the flow because both Ben and I had success this morning with our finds. Ben has recently taken an interest in restoring old woodworking tools like chisels and planes, and he was on the look out for some pieces he could practice his restoring skills on. 

I'm rather pleased with my picks this morning with a this 1960's Bestoys Sandy Rocking Horse, even with its age and wear it's a charming piece. It's rare to find these old wooden Bestoys rockers that are completly ravaged by weather or have all the lovely painted pictures worn away. It's a perfect addition for a rustic vintage children's playroom or bedroom. Fraser and Sarah have already taken a liking to "Sandy", but she won't be staying with us will be listed or making it's way to our next fair.

For something else sweet from this morning what about Strawberry Shortcake? Not to eat! Just to appreciate. I picked up this 1980 Aladdin brand Lunch Box Pail it also came with a little Strawberry Shortcake picture frame and pillowcase. This little combination would have been sold in an instant at last weekends Collectorville Fair with many thirty somethings swooning over many of Holy Hobbie pieces with many of them asking about Strawberry Shortcake as well.

Have you been out this weekend picking up some treasures of your own?

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