Oh how I love a good antique shop. Call me too old for my age, call me a Grandma or call me boring - I don't care one bit because there is something about roaming through antique shops that I find insanely relaxing.
I have been like this since I can remember. My Mom used to go to antique shops often when we were younger and I always loved when she would take me along. It would send me deep inside my own imagination and I would pretend I was all different characters looking for my lost key that was the only way to finding my kidnapped brother or my porcelain doll that the evil head-mistress of my French boarding school took away from me for no good reason.
Alright - so I was a dramatic child with a flair for theatrics - perhaps my choice of a career in film was the correct decision.
Anyway, I think it is just the anticipation of what you might find that adds so much to the experience. Possible treasures lurk around every corner and I was delighted to have the chance to check out an antique store in Portland that I had never been to - and let me tell you, this place BROUGHT it!
I LOVED these old scales. I find myself quite attracted to everyday items that people used without thinking that it would one day be in an antique store.
I wish they still made tubs like this. It was so deep - you could really find some serious relaxation in this bad boy.
Who can resist a simple, white little girl's dress from back in the day? Ah - I love it!
Reclaimed windows and frames. Dan and I have dreams of owning a home that we can do up with reclaimed items - there is so much more character with this stuff!!!
This is for all you sewing fans out there - it's an old sewing organizer thingy. I really sound like I know what I'm talking about, don't I? There was a place for everything and I loved all the little drawers.
This doll's face was pretty beaten up, but that is how a loved doll should look, if I do say so myself. My bald Barbies would probably disagree, but what do those little 39"-18"-33" freaks know anyway?
Chairs. Call me crazy, but they put a smile on my freckled face.
All sorts of delights to please the eye...
...spark the imagination...
...and enchant the past.
This place just went on forever, but out of it all, apparently I was all about drawers that day because the following 3 items had me happier than a kitten with cat-nip
Oh baby - come to Mama...
Just THINK about the organization that could be had with all these drawers!!! Oh how I love organization.
I am still fantasizing about what I could put in all of them.
Why do I love these so much? They are drawers for goodness sake - but they call my name, loud and clear.
Now all I need is a house big enough so I can actually buy some of this stuff and have a place to put it! Until then I will be left to dream and drool over these fab items.