A good portion of the decor in my home is vintage. Guests that visit often ask me where I got this vase, that painting or fancy rattan lounger. Much to their surprise, I know where each piece was purchase, who I purchased it from and more often than not, I have a story to go along with that particular piece. But there are a few things to remember when buying vintage home decor.
via DesignSponge (photo by Honey Lake Studio)
Not only do I want my home to be functional, comfortable, and affordable, but I also want it to be unique. Buying vintage tends to satisfy that individuality. By mixing old and new I can repurpose vintage items that are found, flea, or salvaged pieces. My decor always has a story to tell and my guests usually walk away talking about my home to others.
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Today is not just Tuesday, it’s one of those super exciting, special days for me. Today I’m being interviewed on Chairish. They are asking me all sorts of questions about the items I purchased on one of their Chairish Instagram Sales and how I styled the pieces in my home. Woah! Slow down. How did this happen you ask? Well, here’s the back story, but be sure to hop on over to Chairish to read the interview and view all the styled items to get the real vintage fix. I swear, I’ve been so excited to show them off. So please, go check it out.
Back in January, you might remember I was talking about Alt Summit. And while Grace and I stood in line at the airport, waiting for a taxi to the hotel, a woman behind us asked if she could share a ride. (I want to say it’s because I looked like a fancy blogger, but it’s probably because she heard us say Grand America Hotel where all the bloggers were staying. I’m going with the whole fancy blogger bit for now.) Anyhoo, I wanted to say yes, but I glanced at my luggage and then at Grace’s, and then at hers, oh boy. We didn’t travel light that particular week. I said, “For sure! That is if we can all fit.” Yikes!
We managed to snag a minivan, and the three of us were off to the hotel. She politely asked us if we were bloggers and we gave her a, “Ya, how’d you guess”, kinda ho-hum reply. She laughed. Turned out she worked for Chairish – only like my favorite online shopping resource for vintage goods! OMG! I squealed on the inside but tried to remain calm on the outside.
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Hey you guys! Today I’m guest hosting slash Instagramming with the lovely ladies of Thrift Score Thursday. I seriously was so excited when I received an email from Brynne and Trisha that I leaped out of my chair. They sent me the email a couple months ago, but the guest posts were solidly filled until Halloween. And don’t hate on me for this, but I’m really bah-humbug on Halloween. Cringe, I’m sorry! Boo on me, I know! I mean, yes, I give candy to little children when they ring my doorbell. (And THAT doesn’t sound horrible and weird at all?!?! Oy!) I’m not The Grinch, but dressing up is SO not my thing. That is until this post apparently. I’ll get to more of that later, but I really want to get to the features first! So here we go!
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Happy Wednesday you guys! I have to tell ya, I didn’t think much could top my getaway weekend at Camp Wandawega, but let me tell you, I think I died and went to junk yard heaven when walked through the pearly gates of the Elkhorn Flea last Sunday morning. Now, I’ve been to many a flea, but I’d have to say this is one of THE best I’ve ever attended. We boogied out of camp a bit before 7AM and got on the road, stopped at an ATM and we were off! Thankfully, we got the inside scoop on a shortcut as to not sit in line on Hwy 11. That’s right, there was a line! A huge line! Like nothing I’ve ever seen before. Over 500 dealers and this was not your Kane County tube socks show. This was the real deal. Merchandise from furniture to glassware, linens to boxing gloves.
Okay you guys. One more post on Camp Wandawega and I promise, I WILL stop. For realzies this time. But I’ve been dying to tell you all about our yummy weekend getaway! I got home yesterday, immediately unpacked and got to work processing the hundreds of photos. Magical, just magical. I just can’t stop gushing about it. It was quiet, cozy, quaint, and everything we wanted it to be; absolutely spectacular!
We left Thursday morning and stopped in Richmond for a quick bite to eat. If you aren’t familiar with Richmond, IL, it’s this little town right on the border of Wisconsin with few antique shops (there were more years ago but they seem to be dwindling these days) and an Irish pub by the name of Doyles. And boy oh boy do I recommend the Mama’s Pot Roast at Doyle’s. Mashed potatoes with gravy and carrots. Yes please! Such a surprise, since normally I’m not an Irish pub kinda gal, but this place wasn’t too shabby. Don’t expect the world and you won’t be disappointed here. The boy recommends the reuben.
After lunch, I gave Bill and Joe, the property managers at camp, a quick text that we’d be arriving in 30 minutes and we were off. That is minus a small snafoo with the trunk of the SUV, and we were off. Note to self, always make sure you latch it before taking off. Whoopsies!