We've finally created a SOLD Gallery on our site, so in addition to adding fresh items for sale, we'll tease you with goodies you can't have! Until we catch up, we'll be posting our favorites that have sold within the last year. Like this gorgeous Lilli Ann jacket. Mmmm....
These two stunning gowns from the 1930s are on eBay for a few more days. Click the photos to see the auctions, while they last.
When I see gowns like these I can't help but remember my theater days. I was once in a play called "Once in a Lifetime" which is basically the same story as the film "Singing in the Rain," the dawn of the talking film era. In rehearsal all of us actors knew our lines and blocking but it wasn't until dress rehearsal that we were able, through the vintage costumes, to truly get into character. I remember putting on a flowing 30s gown and being instantly transformed. It wasn't just my look - I had a new voice, a new way of tilting my head, moving my hands, and most of all, a dramatic new walk. So that's what I imagine in these dresses - what they feel like to walk in, from the inside.
That's me in the center ;) Most of these mirrors were from an estate that was brought to my store last fall. These are the ones that didn't sell because they had stains or imperfections on the back of the plastic and celluloid frames. So I bought them all. The large mirror in the center is from another, modern estate - a house filled to the rafters with modern faux-antique furniture. It's contemporary, made of molded resin, but I liked the Mucha-style portrait at the top and the little teardrop. We decided to create an array on the wall of the shop. Now folks come in and want to buy them all. Too late!
Wednesdays are trade days at my store. Folks bring us their gently used and vintage clothing and we choose the very best, give store credit, create a consignment contract, or occasionally buy outright. It's nice to have a steady stream of possible inventory coming in the door. In the last year one of my regular trade suppliers has also become my florist, bringing a fresh bouquet from her garden every week. I never know what the bouquet will be, it's just whatever is blooming its best. This week, "snowballs."
I'm terrible at flower names, but it's something I vow to learn. This smaller vase on the counter by the register has jasmine, nasturtium, and a big hyacinth. The shop smells divine.