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There is much to love about these photos: the tripod-turned-lamp, the triptych of framed vintage maps, and the green enamel clock.

I saw a vintage file cabinet like this one (not the cool green color, though that could have been quickly remedied) at an estate sale I was at a couple of weekends ago. Why didn’t I buy it? Pure laziness. It was in the basement, unpriced, under a ton of stuff, and the place was packed. Hoo boy, after seeing this photo, am I regretting my decision? You betcha.

The floral arrangements on this page remind me of a brilliant business idea: a florist that only uses vintage items for its vases. Teacups, milkglass, mercury glass…whatever can hold water. Each arrangement is completely different and unique. E-mail me, let’s go into business together!

You know how you can find some fabulous single panel vintage curtains at thrift stores and estate sales? This is a perfect solution and a reason to buy every single one. 

Clever suggestion for painting letters on wood as neatly as possible.

How clever and fun: giant, outdoor Jenga game. For the 467,259th time, I find myself wishing I knew how to use power tools.

Smart way to use those awesome photobooth photos. 

Well. If this isn’t the smartest thing EVER. I have so many linens that have beautiful embroidery but are stained or ripped beyond repair — not enough fabric to make a pillow or something, but enough to break my heart at the thought of throwing it out. So make buttons and/or thumbtacks! Brilliant!

(Above links culled from the awesome pins of Annabel Vita, a new Pinterest obsession.)

 

A Project Four Years in the Making.

SO here’s the story of the chunky little table and chairs combo we bought in Wisconsin years and years ago.

It was already cheap, and, on top of that, marked down 30%, so I think I paid around $24 for the set. I had my antique booth at the time and the intention was always to refinish it and resell it at the booth. I never got around to it, then got pregnant, then gave up the booth, but through it all, the little table and chairs set was sitting out in the garage. Because I am a hoarder.

But I knew it would come in handy before long.

With the twins’ recent love of sitting in chairs, I decided it was time to whip this sucker into shape. I started it at the same time I started all the other projects, so I was trying to use only the paint and supplies I had on hand. Luckily, I had primer and a good shade of blue that would match the nursery, where the set would reside. I didn’t sand it or anything — welcome to the era of “Good Enough Projects,” bastard son of “Good Enough Parenting.” I can see the flaws, but I bet the babies won’t.

I did buy some chalkboard paint, because of course I had to do the top in chalkboard paint, duh, because, you know, ALL the cool kids are doing it.

The hardest thing to find was the fabric for the seats. Since I was painting it blue, I wanted something feminine for the seats. I looked everywhere for something appropriate but came up empty handed. Enter Fabricworm (discovered via PaperMama), where I spent a happy hour looking through every option they offered. I ordered a yard of the Walk in the Woods Whisper and love it — but it was just too much pink. So decided on the Forest Life pattern and am thrilled with it.

The little deer kills me a little bit.

I think I have some happy customers, judging from the fight over one of the chairs.

Um, babies? There are two chairs. 

The giddy dance stamp of approval from the Little Miss.

Blurry picture but not so blurry that you can’t see the smile!

Of course, they can’t have chalk, yet, considering that today they tried to eat a candle. But soon, babies! Soon!

(Want more pictures of the little cherubs along with stories of inept parenting? Check out Zero to Twins, our Mom and Pop Blog!)

Project!

Oh, I’m jonesing so bad for SOME kind of estate sale or rummage sale or garage sale. I don’t remember estate sales being so sparse this time last year — I know they get a little less plentiful but I didn’t think they practically stopped all together.  I mean, pardon my crassness, but it’s not as if people stop dying over the winter. I did go to a Candace (remember me writing about her? She’s my FAVORITE) estate sale yesterday but it was the first sale of hers at which I didn’t find a single thing. The person (a woman, I’m assuming) whose house it was was clearly addicted to the Home Shopping Network. To the point where it was quite depressing. And there wasn’t anything there that dated before 1985. Wouldn’t it be awesome if there had been a Home Shopping Network in 1955? And you found the house of someone who was addicted to it then? NOT SO DEPRESSING.

I’ve been working on quite a few projects around the house, several of which have a distinctly vintage vibe. Like this one, for example.

Remember my hating on the Restoration Hardware faux-vintage nursery prints? Those gave me a mean competitive drive. And since I found that awesome nursery rhyme book (at a Candace sale, in fact) I had the tools to compete. I painted four frames that I had just taken down and went to town.

The prints were just a touch shy of fitting perfectly in the frames and I was trying to do this without spending extra money, so I didn’t want to buy mats — so I found some craft paper that had the general color theme and used that as background.

I even have them hung in the nursery. I’m telling you, I’m pretty proud of myself. I’m so used to giving up on projects halfway through these days — this was a small project, but I’m proud of myself for finishing.

Next up to show you: remember this chair and table I bought, oh, two or so years ago?

I bought that sucker before these two babies were even a twinkle in our eyes. And isn’t it just coming in handy after all? Hope to show you the after within the week.

Hope your weekend was marvelous!

Favorite Finds, Shifty Garage Sale Behavior

So I walk up to a garage sale, see this, immediately ask how much it is.

The only person in the garage, a guy, scratches his head. “I’m not sure. It’s my girlfriend’s. She went to get us lunch.” Thinking it would be too much anyway, and not wanting to spend the time waiting for her, I thanked him and started to walk away.

“Wait,” he says, “I don’t want to carry that back inside. $5?”

What I should have said: “You’d better wait for your girlfriend.”

What I actually said: “I’ll take it.”

Garage sales, thrift stores, and estate sales have been known to bring out some dubiously ethical behavior in me.

Bello Postcards!

At least I think these are postcards. It’s framed so nicely I haven’t ever wanted to tear the backing off to see. They actually look like tiny original watercolors but they all say “Napoli” in the upper left hand corner, which makes me think they’re postcards. I got this 15 years ago in Little Rock, purchased from Hillcrest Junk, one of my favorite haunts while in Little Rock. But that’s not where I saw it originally. ORIGINALLY, I saw it at the estate sale where the woman who runs Hillcrest Junk purchased it. My mom and I had actually gotten out of the house by 6 am — can you imagine?  Sales in Little Rock generally start at 6 and if you’re not in line by 5:30 you might as well turn around and go home. We were savoring the luxury of being one of the first in the door at this sale — a very rare occurrence indeed — when I spotted this from across the room and made a beeline for it…only to have the shop owner get there before I did. Luckily, she doesn’t mark things up much at all — I haunted her store the next day until I found it and paid $15 for it. I have no idea how much it was marked at the estate sale but it couldn’t have been much less than that. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why that store is one of my very favorites in the world.