The Fall 2016 Junk Ranch was on the last day of September and the first day of October, and I’m JUST NOW getting the post done…life is moving along so quickly these days, peeps. My new job has weekly deadlines, and I can’t believe how fast it makes time go. I’m holding on to the part time job, too, and still have the two booths, so adding the Junk Ranch into the mix was really pushing the boundaries of my sanity! Luckily, I enlisted the help of my friend Laurie from JunqueRethunque to fill half of my booth, so the pressure was off, to a certain extent.
My booth this year was, almost exclusively, prints and wooden signs. All the big stuff went to the Daisies and Olives booth — which I forgot to take a picture of. (But the Christmas Open House is coming up in November, so I’ll be sure to get a ton of pictures then.)
I had three pie signs, and all but one sold…I’m seriously considering keeping this one for myself. 🙂
Laurie’s side of the booth looked SUPER COOL.
She hand made those cute Halloween pillows and those bags, made out of vintage sheets.
That’s her cute self there, with her little Converse tennis shoes on.
Laurie is a GREAT GAL and a wonderful booth partner but I would by lying if I didn’t admit that one of my favorite things she brought with her was…her adorably sweet mini wiener dog Lulu.
Y’all, I am in love with this dog. She is the SWEETEST and the CUTEST.
My partner-in-junk Shara brought her usual mastery to her incredible booth, which is more like an entire store underneath a tent.
As always, I’m obsessed over her vintage Christmas manger pieces. She has a sign on these that says, “Ask me about Jesus.”
Because she separates the little Jesus figurines as they have a habit of disappearing! 🙂
Shara is meticulous when she sets up her booth. This side had cubbies and each cubby was a perfect little scene of Christmas goodies.
Pigtails and Pumpkins brought a pumpkin-patch worth of the most beautiful pumpkins and gourds. Lynette of Okies and Indies was hand-lettering these for $8 — you could get a stack of four like you see in the photograph, personalized with your family’s name, for under $30!
LOVED the patina on this old cupboard.
This was a cooler! Is that the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?
This is Lynette’s sign. I am pretty much totally obsessed with her stuff. I have a giant oil landscape out in the garage I’m planning on having her write on. Just have to figure out the quote I want.
She incredibly sweet and gracious, along with being talented. She may have a stalker (spoiler: it’s ME).
Someone bought this chalkboard at the Junk Ranch and she took it home and did this overnight, brought it back on Saturday.
Love everything she does!
I had a GREAT time hanging out with Shara and Laurie. The weather was glorious, and things seemed to go so smoothly this year — I even saw Julie shopping and Amy taking pictures, which they have NEVER had the time to do before! It’s a well-oiled machine at this point. A glorious, junk-filled, well-oiled machine with beautiful musical accompaniment! Now’s the long stretch of time between now and the next one…I always have such BIG PLANS for the next seven months, and then find myself scrambling to get ready at the last minute…some things never change.
Locals, put November 11th on your schedule for the Daisies and Olives Open House! It’s right around the corner. HOLY COW it’s right around the corner. Gotta get busy.
Hello, dear friends. It’s been a while. And the gaps in posting might continue because…
I have a job. Like, a real job, that requires me to go to a real office.
I guess it had to happen at some point; the kids went to school, officially, this year — not this twice-a-week-for-four-hours pre-school, either, but real, 8-3, 5 days a week school. So when my friend, Becca, who’s the features editor for the local paper offered me a job, I thought I might better take it. Who knows what nonsense I could get up to, left to my own devices for seven hours a day. I write three or four stories a week, two of them fairly long — one of them, a weekly profile, verrrrrry long — so that’s keeping me pretty on my toes. I haven’t been able to bring myself to get out of bed early for a single Saturday since starting on July 5th. My vintage stash has been dwindling as a result and I have been feeling SUPER stressed about filling my booths. So when my friend Kristie suggested we go to Tulsa yesterday, I jumped at the chance.
Despite the laundry, cleaning, and writing that I SHOULD have been doing. Sometimes, you just have to throw caution to the wind and let things go for a day.
You guys know my friend Kristie, because I write about her often on the blog. She has never met a stranger — in fact, we became friends because she called me up one day, when I lived in Chicago, out of the blue. We had never met before. I just suddenly got this voicemail on my phone, saying “you don’t know me, but I shop at your booth at All My Treasures all the time, and my friend Barb knows your sister-in-law, and I just know we would have a lot in common. Please don’t think I’m crazy, but give me a call if you get a chance.” I called her back, and we became fast friends. She and her family came up to visit us in Chicago when I was pregnant with the twins, and we went vintage shopping for two glorious days. She knows just enough about just about everything vintage and antique to make her a priceless resource on vintage jaunts.
We left at 6:30 and — this was a new twist to vintage shopping trips! — a 5.6 magnitude earthquake hit at 7 a.m., while we were on the road to Tulsa! We didn’t feel a thing, but it was the talk of Tulsa town as well as in Fayetteville, where the tremors were also felt. I guess if you’re driving on a bumpy highway, earthquakes aren’t that detectable.
We fit in A LOT of shopping. We went to yard sales and thrift stores until about 3, then hit the monthly Tulsa flea market AND the Tulsa Vintage Show until 6 p.m. THEN we hit Trader Joe’s and had dinner at The Charleston. It was a really relaxing, enjoyable day.
Take a look at the loot.
There are a few Thursday/Friday finds in there as well — I managed to hit one or two yard sales and thrift stores prior to Saturday. That yellow cart, for example, and the little cow pitcher and the red drawer — that came from a yard sale on Thursday. The lady was so nice — she was running it for her sister, who had recently purchased the house it was held at. She said her sister bought it with most of the items from the previous owner still intact — she had been a hoarder, she said, and the family didn’t want most of the stuff so they just left it. She wasn’t sure how much to price stuff and thought it was crazy that any of us wanted any of that old stuff! I pulled the red drawer out of the trash, in fact. I hit it pretty late — I hate to think what I might have missed.
Let’s talk about that table made out of the cistern that you can barely see in the photo.
It was at the first yard sale we hit, which was an EXCELLENT yard sale. The woman had a ton of stuff and it was all cheap — so cheap that things were getting scooped up left and right and that definitely lent a frantic feeling to the proceedings. I narrowly missed a perfectly chippy white kitchen cart that went for $10 so when the lady quoted me a crazy low price for this table and then tried to walk away I quickly peeled off the bills from my stash and pressed them into her hands before someone else did. I thought it was a repro piece, but when we carried it to the car I realized it was a legit watering barrel from a farm — totally heavy and perfectly rusty. The top is also authentically old, chippy beadboard.
I love it, and finding it first thing made the day so much less stressful, because I was consumed with the need to find things to fill up the booth for Junk Ranch weekend and this thing is HUGE so will take up a lot of room. It was a nice way to start the day.
This little lady is not so little — about two feet tall — and is coming to live with me. I bought her from my favorite booth at the Tulsa flea market. The seller was lovely and funny and I adored everything she was selling. And her prices were extremely reasonable.
The photo on the left is from the thrift store — I paid $10, which is a lot for me, but I’m keeping it. The one on the right was from a yard sale with the nicest people who were raising money for a sick grandma. 🙁
(I should have wiped off the price on poor Chopin’s face before taking the picture.) This is one of my favorite finds, also from the thrift store. Their faces are so beautiful. Pretty sure they’re hand painted. They just have a number on the bottom, no identifying marks. I knew my husband would adore these, so even though the other three were marked $7 (highway robbery!) I went ahead and bought the set. Don’t know why Chopin is valued so little, as compared to his peers!
Here’s a close up of hairy Mr. Brahms.
Both of these items were purchased at the first yard sale.
I have no idea what these little things are! But they are so tiny and cute and were only fifty cents so I bought them! Please tell me what they are so I know what to write on the price tag when I put them in the booth.
That is an enormous enamel wash basin sitting in that red drawer…from my first and favorite yard sale of the day. That roll of vintage wrapping paper came from the scariest yard sale of the day — as we were getting out of the car Kristie said “turn your rings around and get ready to run.” The people were SUPER nice, but as the lady was opening up a box in the garage to bring out, she screamed and jumped away and when her husband asked her what happened she said “there’s a family of baby mice in there!” and I was all THAT’S IT LET’S GO but Kristie continued to dig through the boxes and THAT’S how she ended up with a vintage mini Santa blow mold and I DIDN’T.
Box of Christmas goodness from the same sale: MICE NOT INCLUDED. I bought this box with Shara in mind — I think she can use some of this for her adorable Christmas mini snow globes.
Oil floral painting to add to my growing collection.
That’s about it, aside from a few other odds and ends. SUCH a fun trip. You know I’ll be back soon.
YOU GUYS. I have a new obsession.
Justin and I have been wanting to take a weekend trip with the kids — our first ever family vacation — and my niece, Alex, is doing an internship in Kansas City, which is a quick three-and-a-half hour trip away from us, so it seemed logical to make KC our first destination. I wasn’t particularly excited about it; prior to going, I hadn’t read much about the city, but I did know it had some kind of antique mall district that opened up on the first weekend of every month, so I figured the first weekend in July was a safe bet to schedule our trip. Once I started researching the West Bottoms Antique District, I started getting ridiculously excited…and had to repeatedly remind myself that this was a trip for the FAMILY, not a trip for ME. Dadgummit.
West Bottoms is the warehouse district located to the west of the city — once home to thriving stockyard businesses that were shut down long ago. For a long time, it was a forgotten part of town, active only during Halloween, when some of the warehouses were used for haunted houses. In the past five or ten years, its renaissance as a major center of antique stores and flea markets has continued to flourish, and right now there are 30+ different stores open on the first weekend of each month — and some of those are starting to open every weekend.
We pulled into town on Friday, at about 3 pm, checked into our hotel (more on that later), and had a quick, late lunch (more on that later as well!). Then we zoomed over to West Bottoms to see what we could find. If you follow me on Instagram, you know that I had put together two scavenger hunt lists to try and coerce the kids into being willing participants of this shopping trip…they were met with mixed results. First of all, if it weren’t for my endlessly patient husband, they wouldn’t have been useful at all, because they needed a lot of guidance (and of course they needed supervision to make sure their zeal for finding items on the list didn’t lead them to knock fragile things over). It is a miracle that I have such a patient husband because the second I stepped out of the car, all of my focus and attention was on the shopping: we parked in a paid parking lot by The Red Shed, and it was just awesome vintage treasures as far as the eye could see — right out of the gate. (By the way, I happily paid $10 for parking, because I had no idea where I was going and I needed to get to shopping ASAP. When I went back on Saturday and Sunday, I was already familiar enough with the geography that I easily found street parking and didn’t pay a second time). Classic country and western tunes were piped into the streets and there are apparently no open container laws, as most stores were handing out free wine and beer and happy customers were roaming from store to store with cups in hand. PEOPLE, it was heaven. There was a huge variety of price points: some treasures to be found for not a lot of money (on the whole, I found the furniture to be outrageously affordable) and some treasures to be found, priced as TREASURES. I would not say that there was a lot of opportunity for purchasing things for re-sale (except for the furniture — some of it was so reasonably priced, I probably could have flipped it for a profit if it weren’t such a pain to get it home). If you’re going to look for your own collection, though, you will be in heaven.
I took a TON of photos, of course, but neglected to institute a system by which I would remember which photos were from which store. The best I can do is give you a list of the stores that I liked the most (keeping in mind that I didn’t hit them all).
- Bella Patina was definitely one of my favorites and the only one I returned to twice (once on Friday and once on Sunday). Three floors, multiple vendors, mostly very good prices, and well-curated booths.
- Top Hat was GORGEOUS and so different — it was the type of flea market set-up where different vendors were in each booth, but there was a shared aesthetic that was very different from the other stores. Spent a lot of time looking around in there (and don’t miss their basement, which has a ton of supply-type of stuff for those of us who are on the crafty side).
- Good Juju is full of color and fun. Great store.
- Stuffology is a FANTASTIC resource for Art Deco-era lighting. I saw some STUNNING fixtures in here, reasonably priced, and the man who owns it could not be nicer.
- Speaking of nice men, the guy running The Red Shed was lovely and could not have been friendlier, even after he saw the two five-year-olds trailing behind me. His store is chock full of treasures and the kind of store you get to dig into, which are my favorite kinds of stores! His furniture prices were AMAZING. There were several pieces I totally would have snatched right up if we only had had a way to get them back home.
- Nook and Cranny is three (maybe four?) floors of awesomeness. Lots of different vendors, lots of different merchandise and price points.
- There were two sides to Bottoms Up (I think), and one side (the right, as you’re facing the front door) is much more conventional antique mall than the left, which I found to be more interesting. Definitely worth a trip in.
- Hello Sailor was GORGEOUS and INTERESTING and…EXPENSIVE. Too rich for my blood, but I would definitely recommend going in to see what you can find.
Some of these I will be able to identify…this was taken outside of The Red Shed.
Still Red Shed.
This was the BEST worktable — metal, with a great patina. $85!
This spinner was chock full of little treasures.
This is The One That Got Away for this trip. I should have bought it. I love everything about it. So unusual.
These next few are from Nook and Cranny, I think.
Oh, man, I wanted this so badly. Not sure why I didn’t get it. It could have so many uses and if I remember correctly, wasn’t priced that expensively.
Another thing I almost bought…I just couldn’t justify another tchotchke purchase when I have NO shelf room left.
Loved the patterned paper they used on this little dresser.
This little tricycle would have been ideal for photo shoots!
Oooooh if I could only have this I am CERTAIN I would be totally organized for the rest of my life!
So many pretty light fixtures there.
This was from Good Juju. What a fun store. Really happy vibe. Good prices, too, for the most part (there are a variety of different vendors and price points there).
I think the horse/globe photo was from Hello Sailor. That globe was 5 or 6 feet across!
Loved this original art…it may have been in Top Hat? Maybe? Not sure.
The best blue velvet couch EVVVVVVEEEERRRRRR. Seriously thinking of changing my blog name to “The Velvet Couch” and JUST posting pics of vintage velvet couches.
I’m telling you, KC is the PLACE TO GO if you need vintage lighting. All of the chandeliers I saw (and there were many) were VERY reasonably priced. I think this one was around $125, maybe?
Soooooo many metal vintage file drawers. And we ALL KNOW how much I love those.
Here, have some baby doll heads.
These last three pictures were from, I think, the left-hand side of Bottoms Up.
I found Little Red Riding Hood’s dress!
This is from Bella Patina, I believe. One of my favorite stores.
Oh my golly gee. These photos do not even begin to capture the magic that I saw. I have really, truly, never seen so much gorgeous vintage all in one place. Well, maybe at Round Top? If you have a chance to go to KC, fellow junk lovers, TAKE IT.
Of course, as I wasn’t the only person on this trip, we couldn’t stay down in West Bottoms for three solid days (UNFORTUNATELY). Which leads me to my next section…
For the Kids.
The big draw for our kids was going to be Legoland, where they’ve wanted to go for over a year now. Of course, they’ve seen lots of pictures of the Legoland in CA, which is a true theme park, but when they found out KC was closer, they started asking to go to that. They were THRILLED with their experience there, I’ll say that, though Mom and Dad were less so. It was expensive, to start out with: around $100 for all of us to go. It’s all indoors, and close quarters, at that, with what seemed like MILLIONS of kids and their parents all crammed in. It smelled like dirty socks. The two “rides” they have took forever to wait in line for and were underwhelming. It was kind of like a souped-up McDonald’s Playland, if you ask me, and I was thrilled that the kids enjoyed it but less thrilled with how much bang for our buck we received. Our plan was to go Saturday morning, which was foolhardy of us, given the holiday and the fact that it was raining cats and dogs and it was one of the only indoor attractions in the area. We arrived to a line winding around the building and waited (me, grumpily, I will admit, because all I could think about was FLEA MARKETING) for about fifteen minutes until an employee came out and told us that 1. we were in the wrong line (in line for the aquarium instead) and 2. Legoland was sold out until 3:15. Harumph. So my first bit of advice for you is to order your tickets online (it’s a timed entry).
While we were trying to figure out how to while away the time, we realized that Kaleidoscope, Hallmark’s free art studio, was in the same complex and we popped over and got four tickets for the next entry, which was about twenty minutes away. Then we shopped around in the Crown Center, a an oddly engaging mall with all-Hallmark store merchandise. I would give Kaleidoscope a thumb’s up, though on a holiday weekend, it was terribly loud and crowded. There are a variety of different art stations in which the kids can use all kinds of paper and markers to create masterpieces — the highlight is the black light room where glow in the dark markers are employed. The fact that it’s free was a big selling point as well.
All the Nom Nom Noms.
Holy Tamales, we had the BEST food in KC. When we first got there, we got some appertizer-y things at Seasons 52 in the shopping center across from our mall — delicious. We kind of touristed out and ate at Jack Stacks for our BBQ meal, instead of going to any of the older, more authentic spots (Gates or Arthur Bryant’s) but it was right across from our hotel on Friday night, we were tired, and it was DELICIOUS. Like, food coma delicious. I ate to the point of discomfort, which is never advisable but sometimes unavoidable. Breakfast on Saturday morning was a major disappointment — we ended up at an IHOP because were were kind of in an out-of-the-way place due to an estate sale detour I insisted we take (AHEM) and the kids were behaving atrociously that morning and we sat next to a person conducting a job interview which made me SO NERVOUS. For lunch on Saturday we ate at the hotel restaurant, Chaz On the Plaza, which was far too fancy for the likes of us yet they were still just as kind and sweet as they could be and the food was delicious. They had these little rooms for just one table that they put us in, so I didn’t feel so terrible about the way my children were behaving (they were continuing their reign of terror they started in the morning). And dinner was probably the highlight — Chez Elle. This is a charming, unassuming place where you place your order at the counter. It’s tucked back in a residential area (across the street from Bluebird Bistro, which was also on my list but which we did not make it to) and it is quite possibly one of the tastiest restaurants I’ve ever eaten at. In fact, Justin is still angry I didn’t let him go back to it on Sunday. We had the Suisse and Pollo Verde crepes for dinner (both delicious) and, for desert, the Au Chocolat and the Pomme Tarte. THE POMME TARTE WAS HEAVEN IN A CREPE. The Au Chocolat was a little weak, I have to say, but the Pomme Tarte more than made up for it. Because we are gluttons, we also ordered one of their glazed donut muffins (as tasty as it sounds) and their cinnamon roll croissants, which, I’m pretty sure, Justin would happily have traded one or both of our children for seconds of. Sunday breakfast at Eggtc. was solid, if underwhelming, but lunch came roaring back in the success lane with Char Bar a totally fun, totally delicious BBQ joint (if you’re there on a Sunday, order the fried chicken: you will thank me). And then, finally, we hipstered it up by going to the Doughnut Lounge in a VERY hip neighborhood — where we were VERY out of place — and though I am in love with the concept (decadent donuts served in a bar-like atmosphere) I was not blown away by their donut selection or quality. Sorry, Doughnut Lounge, maybe you’re just TOO hip for this old lady.
Glory hallelujah, if you’re still reading this, you may have gotten the idea that I loved KC. I DID. LOVED IT. LOVE the idea that it’s so close. All I can think of is…when do we get to go again???
It’s 8:45, a week after The Junk Ranch started, and I think my body temperature JUST returned to normal. We had unseasonably warm weather for the event — in the mid-90s with high humidity — but as uncomfortable as it was, WE DID NOT HAVE ANY RAIN, so I should not even be complaining. Rain on an outdoor flea market is THE WORST and if we dodged that bullet, I should be nothing but grateful.
But, whew, it was HOT. This might be TMI, but, on the first day, despite drinking oodles of iced tea and water, I only needed to use the restroom once, late in the day. On the second day, I didn’t use the restroom until 9:12 that night! DEHYDRATION, people, despite my best efforts. And a sunburn, despite a vigilant sunscreen regimen and slavishly following the shade. And chigger bites. But it’s June in Arkansas! You play the cards you’re dealt! WE’RE MADE RUGGED HERE.
This was a tricky one for me. My booth was almost exclusively prints, both framed and unframed, and a few oversized painted signs. I had very little vintage, and almost no furniture. I’ve decided that all furniture should stay in the booth at D and O, since we get SO MANY of the same Junk Ranch crowds at the store and that way I don’t have to haul stuff out to the Junk Ranch grounds — saves me trips. I wasn’t sure how that would go over, but it turned out okay — I made a little more this year than I have in previous years (and nearly double what I did last June, when I barely dragged myself to the event, in the wake of my Dad’s death). I found a fantastic place to get oversized prints made — ShortRun Posters — and was pleasantly surprised by their quality, given the inexpensive nature of their printing services. I had a bunch of bird prints made for some big frames I had, and also had some book quote posters made — those proved to be quite popular and I sold every single one of them. Wish I had more.
Okay, enough of the chit chat, let’s see some pictures!
Look at these two happy ladies, among the first to get through the gates at Friday’s opening hour.
First: my booth. I didn’t take a lot of pictures of it. I haven’t figured out how to set up using almost all signs and prints. I can’t seem to cute-ify it. I have assigned myself the duty of poring over Pinterest in the next three months to see if I can’t get myself a plan by September.
The unframed prints did REALLY WELL. The smaller framed prints (in the chalk-painted frames) did NOT do well, which is weird, because last time I sold almost all of them. The bird pictures didn’t do very well, either — the big seller were the quotes made to look like they are on book pages.
All of the painted signs sold — some more quickly than others. The pie sign was gone in the first hour. I need to make a few other ones for the D and O booth. I’ve discovered that reproduction advertising painted signs sell much more reliably than the just plain old cutesy ones, like the southern sayings sign. It finally sold, but at a reduced price and very late in the second day.
And now for my BFF, Shara’s, booth, which was amazing, AS ALWAYS.
These flash cards were the BIG SELLERS of the sale for Shara, I think. People ADORED them. I can see why. They’re irresistible.
That clever, clever Shara. She always has flocks of people in her booth, all talking about how her stuff brings back the BEST memories.
We were across from a booth selling plants. Gorgeous.
This was one of our neighbor’s booths.
My friend Susan, repping for D and O!
She had a gorgeous, marble-topped ice cream set in her booth.
My friends’ Max and Lisa’s awesome pallet-wood giant clocks. Think of how much work it is to make this many and then haul and display them!
Natalie Noack, from Natalie Creates, and her husband recently opened a store on the Fayetteville square and she was in the little farm house with some of the products they’re carrying in the store. Gorgeous, of course! She is the sweetest person, too.
You want some more eye candy, don’t you? DON’T YOU? Of course you do.
My friend Carrie bought this ADORABLE doll bed to use for her dogs’ bed! Cutest idea ever.
This store sign is from the 1800s. LOVE.
PINK VELVET COUCH PINK VELVET COUCH PINK VELVET COUCH
My FAVORITE band that plays at The Junk Ranch: Sad Daddy. Y’all. They are AMAHHHHHHHZING.
So much good stuff. SO MUCH. You guys know I never get out of there without buying stuff — I think the heat had me a bit overwhelmed because I didn’t shop too much this time. I DID find this oil portrait of the happiest dog you’ve ever seen:
He’s smallish, and I paid $27 for him — that price got me the stink eye from both Justin and Shara, but I love him. He makes me happy to look at! So I suppose that makes him priceless.
Whew. That’s a lot of pictures. Hope it didn’t take ten years to load on your screen.
That’s it for now. Sorry I’m not posting much — I am having the busiest June in recent memory! But I’ll be back to posting more soon. I need another Tulsa trip, and that’s bound to generate some good picking stories!
XOXO to all of you. Hope you’re managing to stay cool!
Martha, the owner of Daisies and Olives, is very good about having a special shopping event about once a quarter, and she makes a point of closing for an afternoon prior so that all the vendors have ample time to spruce their booths without getting into the way of shoppers. I was particularly thrilled with that opportunity this time because I needed to paint two walls in my booth — and I was NOT looking forward to it. Fortunately, it went a bit faster than I expected. I went up on Thursday morning, while the kids were at pre-school, painted, then went to pick them up and returned to the booth when Justin got home at around 6 pm. I got home around 9. It’s a lot of work but there is no feeling like walking away from your booth after working on it for six hours — and this was the first time in MONTHS that my booth was really, truly full, so I felt particularly accomplished this time around.
Thanks to my recent Tulsa buying trips, I had lots of good junk to stuff in there.
I got this little ice cream set off of Craigslist. It’s priced pretty high because I paid a lot for it — it was during a span of time when I was panicking a bit about having enough stuff for the event — I will probably eventually have to price it for what I paid for it but right now am keeping my fingers crossed that I can make a bit of a profit.
I designed some new prints, Spring-themed!
I don’t know if you can read that last one, but it says: “Spring will come and so will happiness…hold on. Life will get warmer.” It’s my favorite. I wish I had found that quote earlier this winter because I could have used it. (There’s the infamous red chair from my Tulsa trip a couple of weeks ago!)
The Bloom box sold on the first day. I’ve got to get out to the garage and make some more. They were fun!
I put two HUGE painted signs in the booth, priced pretty high, because they were big projects that took a lot of time. I’ll be interested in seeing if they sell. In the past, sales of my painted signs in the booth have fallen off but they still really do well for me at the Junk Ranch, so if they don’t sell here, I’ll bring them to the JR in June. I wish they sold better, because I enjoy making them, but I have to price them so low to get them to move, it really isn’t worth it.
I should have taken an all-booth shot with my phone (the lens on my camera isn’t wide enough) but alas, I did not.
I did, however, get some shots from around the store…
This is Keith’s booth, on the other side of me. If you follow me on IG, you saw a video of his booth a week or so ago…he is AMAZING. I wish I could have gotten a picture of his whole booth but, again, my lens is limited because it’s not wide enough. Everything he does is BRILLIANT.
He’s got a very non-traditional space, odd-shaped and unstructured, and he just shoehorns everything in there so that it all fits perfectly.
I could not be more pleased that he is back at Daisies and Olives.
Look at this splendid piece from the Four Funky Friends booth. Y’all, I want that something fierce.
I have had some swanky mirrors in my booth over the years but I have NEVER had one that reached THIS level of swanky. It is so gorgeous. In the Sweet Salvage booth (I think).
Cute little spring cowgirl boots from my friend Paula’s booth, Emma’s Back Porch.
I’m a little in love with this banner in the Sweet Tea booth but it would have to be followed by an expletive to properly reflect the tenor of my home.
It’s a tiny! Green! Piano! LOVE!
Can you even believe this cart in my friend Judi’s booth? Imagine happening along that in your junking travels. I would DIE.
Love this lamp at Angel’s Attic.
Love the chair, love the table, love the lamp. LOVE EVERYTHING. My friend Linda never disappoints.
As you can see, all of the D and O vendors outdid themselves this time around. I popped in late Saturday to straighten and I’m glad I did — I had sold enough stuff that the booth was looking a little rough around the edges. Apparently, Saturday was CRAZY busy. All of the folks who had been working all day looked exhausted. Another successful event at Daisies and Olives! Hooray!