OMG, my feet are still tired — Vintage Bazaar, Round 2.


Let’s just say that it’s a little harder doing a flea market when you’re five months pregnant with twins than when you aren’t. However, thanks to my husband and my AMAZING friend Shannon, we managed to pull this off. It started Saturday evening, when we loaded the 10-foot rental truck at 6 pm; we FILLED the truck and the back of my car. I really, really need to learn what to bring and what to leave behind. (More on that later.) We got up at 4:45 and were at the Congress Theater doors by 6 am.

I have never been to the Congress Theater. When we first walked in, I was a bit concerned: there had been a music fest there the night before and the massive concrete floor was littered with beer cans and trash; puddles of stale beer dotted the space. The topper was when Justin found a condom wrapper in the area taped off as our booth. Now I’m not a prude, but what the hell goes on at the Congress Theater during a concert? Sheesh. Kids these days. By 7 am, the floor was swept and the beauty of the space was more obvious — though the main floor has been stripped to concrete, the walls and ceiling of the space retain the loveliness of majestic theater it once was.

By 7 we had everything inside, and I was in the throes of the beginning of my mental breakdown. The good news was we were right by the stage, with no booth in front of us, so we could spread out while we tried to get the booth set up. The bad news was we brought so much stuff it seemed impossible to imagine that we would ever get it set up. I had a moment where I thought, “I’ll play the pregnancy card, claim I’m sick, and go home.” That’s how desperate I was! Justin suggested we just start taking boxes and tubs, unopened, back to the truck, but I knew I would regret it if I didn’t go through everything to get what I thought were sure sellers. Slowly but surely, with Shannon and Justin’s help, we got everything unpacked and displayed in the booth — but I was putting the last touches on it at 12:10, when the flood gates opened. That’s ridiculous, ya’ll. I really need to get better at this. We ended up bringing a lot of stuff that I saw, as soon as it was in the space, was not going to sell. I guess experience is the only thing that can eventually help me figure that out.

I’ve also got to figure out a better shelving unit system. The ladders take up so much room and just don’t provide enough display area. Plus, I noticed that the milk glass, that flew off the shelves last year, didn’t move very quickly this year — and I think it was because it was on the bottom shelf, near the floor.

Big sellers included globes, glassware, frames, and storage units of all kinds — every size drawer-thingy I brought I sold. This year the Bazaar was three hours longer, and I’m thinking that maybe four hours is the perfect length. The traffic really slowed down between 5 and 7, but until then, things were anywhere from crazy crowded to very steady. We were very, very pleased with our take for the day, but at 7 pm, I wanted to DIE. It took us nearly 2 hours to get everything back in the truck, and we still had to unload at home and turn the truck back in. I was delirious by the end of the  night and Justin was pretty much running the show.

I didn’t even get a chance to make a round to see the other booths, though I did pop over to see Roxana’s booth, which was AMAZING, just as I predicted. Here are some shots of her awesome wares:

She had a few of her big pieces left at the end and is offering them at great prices, so head on over to her site to check that out.

Highlights of the show included the AWESOME pie from Hoosier Mama Pie Company — Justin and I headed down to their storefront on Monday afternoon because we were craving another slice only to find that they’re closed on Mondays. I’m going to try and get down there tomorrow.

Thanks to everyone who stopped by and introduced themselves — it’s so nice to meet people who share the same love of vintage that I have. I’ve gotten some e-mails asking where else I sell, and I will keep you posted on that. We’re contemplating selling things directly from the website while I ‘m waiting to find an antique booth to move into in the area. Now that the Fayetteville booth is closed and the Vintage Bazaar is over, I can’t stand the thought of not having a retail outlet in the near future!

I spent today trying to put the house back in order and will start on the nursery tomorrow. I work half days on Thursday and Friday and then go back full time on Wednesday, so the clock is ticking on getting as much finished as possible in the next week.

August 24, 2010 - 10:20 pm

Shara All of your things look wonderful! We need something like this in Fayetteville. Speaking of which, did you see my post about All MY Treasures in the news?

A lady drove her car through the big plate glass window! Isn’t that big window always full of shelves of glass and pottery???? What a mess and how sad too!

August 25, 2010 - 8:35 pm

Ord-Red Thanks so much for the photos and shout out. It was so crazy with setup and the show, I didn’t take any pictures and regret it terribly. I’ll do better next time I hope!

Have your feet recovered yet?

August 26, 2010 - 1:11 pm

judy hoelzeman May I please buy that vintage roladex that I just saw in one of your photos? Also, did your mother’s pillows sell?

August 30, 2010 - 7:40 pm

Lara Jo The Rolodex sold at the Bazaar — sorry! And a few of Mom’s pillows sold — they were probably the item in the booth that got the most comments and compliments but not as many as should have sold.
We’re wondering if it’s because they’re not neutral — the colors are so specific.