Mmmm, I love the smell of vintage in the morning! If you needed further proof that I have a serious vintage obsession, you should know that I barely slept a wink last night, as I knew we were heading to one of the largest antique shows in Canada this morning (it had 300 vendors). Basically, last night was like my Christmas eve, except instead of visions of sugar plums dancing in my head, whirling images of undiscovered frocks and swoony bric-a-brac (for me and for the shop) waltzed inside my brain until the wee hours. Five AM rolled around and the pooch was ready to get out and about, so I sprang out of bed, threw together my outfit (1930s bakelite sunglasses from eBay; 1930s feedsack blouse from Etsy; nudeedudee belt and bespoke 1930s skirt from my two-piece dress set, 1950s basket purse from 13bees), did some emailing, and before I knew it, it was GO TIME. The show started at 8:00AM. We left at 7 AM, stopped for breakfast, and reached the grounds at 7:30AM. The parking area was already half filled and people were lined up outside the circus-like area where the vendors were set up. By the time 8 AM came around, I was like a race horse out of the gate. Good thing, too because I KID YOU NOT, just inside the gates was the first of only a few stalls with vintage clothing and HONEST TO GOODNESS, guess what my first (and best) find of the day was: YEP, a 1930s cotton dress...in my size. SPOOKY, I tell you...and very very lucky. Why can't I have this sort of luck with lotteries and such? Anyway, I'll show you the dress in another post (maybe tomorrow's, depending on what we end up doing). Back to the show. Although it started to get incredibly warm very quickly and I now feel a bit sunburned and dehydrated, I got a couple of lovely things for the shop, saw a ton of amazing antique items, and got to try on a $700 Alphonse Mucha-esque Egyptian Revival headpiece. Believe me, it wasn't my idea to even dream of asking to slip that thing on my head. The seller was the sweetest lady ever and she told me to come over and get some photos with it on. SWOON! Enough chitchat: see below for images of the sights today.
Early bird ready for action
Think pink (depression glassware)
Game face on, Baroness springs into action. Considering I was in my own little slice of heaven here, it is fitting that the sun's rays were cascading down in such ethereal prismatic beams. SWOON! I wish that carpet bag in my hand had been more affordable and in better condition. Alas, it had tons of smudges and stains on it and was therefore not worth $40 to me, so I had to leave it behind.
I just LOVED the black and white scheme in this booth filled with Victorian and Edwardian amazingness. I was so happy that the vendors at this show were so amazingly friendly. I snapped tons a pictures without anyone getting grumpy.
THE $700 Egyptian Revival headpiece the seller begged ME to try on. Tempting, but it did NOT come home with me.
LOVE this little scenario. I think the Hobo Clown is exasperatedly but unsuccessfully attempting to convince his French doll wife not to send him packing after it was discovered Hobo clown had been stepping out with Boudoir Doll in next stall.
One last look at the swarming hive of antique goodness. What a day!!