I’ve got lost in, oh, so wonderful world of Flea
Markets again... Last week I found a mini top hat from a strange flea market I
had never gone before and now I found myself digging in to my local one. Here’s
what I found:
This stamp collection called “Miss Empire” with
stamps of Victorian ladies, a clock and a key – just what I like. From the same
table I found handmade cards, which one in particular, caught my eye:
I love how the maker of the cards had taken all
of the details in considering, for example, when I opened the card from its
plastic wrap, I saw this little piggy with striped background on the back of
the card:
The whole card looked like this:
I don’t think I’m sending this card to anyone
but myself...
And still, from the same table I found this decoration heart with a pretty
Victorian lady and a tiny gear (yay, steampunk-ish!) – I hung it to the other end of my bed,
but I will have to protect it from the cats for Lara already tried to take a
bite of it already! Silly cat...
And then I found this necklace from the other
table for only 1 euro, and from the very first time I tried it on I fell in for
it and have been using it almost every day:
I have made findings outside from flea markets
also - gladly! I went to an interior decoration shop which was closing up their
business and selling everything with 10-70 % discount and found blackish wine
glasses which I guarded until the shop assistant came and took them so she
could wrap them in paper. I also found this card which I should have found for
myself three weeks ago when it was my birthday:
We went shopping to the near shopping center
after my dentist and I found these jewelries from a damn 50 % discount!
A pair of earrings and this beautiful bracelet:
Even all this didn’t become that expensive after
all for they were either from a flea market or discount, but for the further
notice and in conclusion: do not let me get into flea markets of any kind nor shops
with discounted items. I’m so under the influence!
Oh my, how I love all things antique! There’s
this one antique shop near city center where I like to go. Last time I walked
by it, I saw a beautiful wooden ink bottle holder with a glass ink bottle set
in the middle of it and wooden ink pen in front of it. Unfortunately the
antique shop was already closed so I called there on the next day and asked the
owner (a very nice woman who likes to talk) to put it aside. She said she would
hold it to the next day still on display but she would not sell it to anyone else.
When I went there on the next day the owner said I was very smart to call her
because a young man had come to ask for the price of the ink bottle holder and
pen. The pen was sold separately but it was very affordable and seemed unused.
I will always receive a history lesson on whatever I’m buying there – the woman
told the wooden ink bottle holder was made of apple tree and was made in the
turning of 1800’s and 1900’s and that the ink bottle itself was made of
crystal. Unfortunately, I didn’t have more time to chat with her or look around
but if I would have had, I would have been all over the shop digging through
old photographs and medicine bottles.
Here’s the ink bottle holder, crystal ink bottle and ink pen:
The brim on the bottle is tarnished over its
one-hundred-year existence and I love it. First I thought of filling it with
black ink and actually use it but now when I’m thinking of it, I won’t – I will
put it in my vitrine and when I have a big wooden writing desk one day, I will
display it on it.
Underneath the crystal ink bottle, on the wood is carved a handmade Russian
seal. The owner of the antique shop couldn’t read it and neither can I but I
think it’s great!
Speaking of getting lost in antique shops... I
found a new one today. It was filled old bird cages, photos, books, skulls (I
don’t particularly like them because I’m vegetarian and I can not know how they
are ended up in the shelves of a store – through cruelty or by natural death?)...
And today happened what always seems to happen when I step into an antique
store; something got my eye. This time it was old binoculars which was
absolutely gorgeous and the price could still be negotiated. I think they are
kind of steampunk-ish, don’t you think? And the best part? They actually do
work! Shame I didn’t notice to ask how old they were...
And what would this entry be without mini top
hats, I promised in the title?
I found a little top hat on the front, with a
feather (faux I think and hope!) from a flea market we just decided to go and
see what it was like. I added it to my (still) very small “collection” of mini
top hats...
Here’s my other two mini top hats:
And here’s my tiny “collection” so far:
This is it for this time... I will post more of
my flea market findings and other findings on my next post, if you’re
interested. They all just didn’t fit in this post.
