Showing posts with label yard sales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label yard sales. Show all posts

August 22, 2009

I love this blog

It's hot. I'm crabby because I only found a few yard sales this morning (Southern Maine people, I IMPLORE YOU, please take down the yard sale signs when you are done!) . I have a hangover.

So I'm nursing a raspberry lemonade, pouting, and reading man blogs.

The Selvedge Yard.
Heavy Tweed Jacket
PTLDME (yay Portland!)
Dandy Nihilism
Archival Clothing

August 21, 2009

The Folly of Excess

My associate, Mr. Northstarvintage, had other plans last Saturday and couldn't join me as I made the rounds. So I brought along my friend, and new favorite yard sale pirate, Sophie, (who runs Rise Gallery) and we scored big time.

Not having Mr. NSV around meant that I didn't have to listen to his occasionally annoying (but always right) voice of reason. Because yes, I do need a child's Huffy bike.

We had to have a super cute old man tie the bike to the back of my car. One advantage of shopping with a cute girl is that the guys are always willing to give us a hand!


Sophie found lots of cool old boxes, that she'll actually end up using.


The things I found - not so useful. Like this 60's enamel plate. (though it is beautiful!)

And this four headed ram thingy. Supposedly from Iran.

I am convinced that I will find a use for this 1940's hand made toy stove. Mr. NSV is not so sure.

Huge bin of mystery fabric. I'm not sure if I love it or hate it. Mr. NSV says "hate" because the bin weights about 50 pounds and I make him move it around the house.

My goal is to train the cats to sleep in this. And look at the graphics!

This fit perfectly between the two chaise lounge chairs on the patio and does a great job holding my gin & tonics.

We're having a yard sale next weekend. You might see some of this stuff for sale.

July 11, 2009

What I did on my summer vacation

My beloved BMW R50/2 has been suffering some electrical issues, so instead of riding around the wilds of Maine on two wheels, I saw the sights in a car. And by "saw the sights" I mean, went to yard sales.

Most of the morning was spent trying to find an elusive yard sale which promised 4 stories of accumulation from 4 generations. It yielded nothing - though a giant paper mache Santa's sled did tempt me.

Closer to home I did find one of my holy grails, sort of - a La Creuset pan:


I realized that the heaviness that makes a La Creuset so desirable, is probably what landed it in a yard sale. This bad boy probably weighs 20 pounds, and with a nice curry in it, it's going to need a front end loader.

Also found - lucite/silver side table which will allow me to spill water, without consequence, when I water this crazy curly spider plant:


But it hasn't been all play - I have a bunch of 40's and 50's dresses from a knockout estate, and a pit party worthy buy of 80's concert t-shirts (AC/DC, Aerosmith, Ozzy, though sadly, for me, no Rush).

On a happier note, we fixed my bike today, so for better or for worse, this may be my last weekend of yard sales.

June 27, 2009

The best cure for a hangover

is finding cool stuff at yard sales!

Visiting friends from out of state + the debut of my husband's rock/metal band (a la Kyuss or Black Sabbath) + the first warm night in Maine in ages = a bit of a rocky start to this Saturday.

But relief was found via coffee and success at yard sales.

To wit:

Vintage Dansk enamel casseroles, to be added to the collection:



Stackable heavy metal (this time not as in Kyuss) candlesticks - Dansk I think. And red plastic serving tray - definitely Dansk.





Vintage Viewmaster Reels (including Little Black Sambo) and cool bakelite Deco Box:



Featuring cutout heads - my favorite graphic technique:



Vintage State of Maine shaped barb wire display (who knew?!)



It is stamped on the back "Amos Crouch, Chandler, Oklahoma." A little googling turns up the fact that Mr. Crouch died in 1989 at the age of 67. He was an insurance salesman. Somehow, knowing all that made me cry a little bit.

Danish Modern dollhouse:



Sadly, in the 80's, someone decided to redecorate. But isn't that always true in real life as well?

And last, but definitely not least, this week's mystery piece. A box with a face mask, featuring uber-creepy slashed rubber eyes. The holes in the back of the box make me thing that someone had this hanging in their house. ***shudder***







After this purchase my associate instituted a "No more creepy faces" buying/decorating rule, which I doubt I'll be able to obey. Sorry honey!

May 19, 2009

Recent acquisitions

Lilacs, motorcycles, ice cream trucks, black mulch, and yard sales - God I love spring.

Here are a few recent acquisitions:


Black iron lab andiron marked Liberty Fndry


























Beautiful but mysterious metal tray (maybe a candy mold?)





Chartreuse and gold 50's lamp (one of a pair) (needs a new shade!) and perfectly-sized Heywood Wakefield nightstand.











Vintage photo montage of little girl in various poses and outfits (I love montages!).

And about 15 30's and 40's cotton day dresses, a Battenburg lace 60's mini-dress, a Palm Beach 50's tuxedo, and a few other things. But more on that later.