Sorry things have been a little slow around here recently; we’ve been super busy getting our new space organized and, on top of that, we’ve been traveling to find new inventory. We were in Manhattan a few weeks ago and couldn’t resist the call of the Hell’s Kitchen Flea Market. Since I knew I didn’t have room in my suitcase to buy much of anything, I decided to approach the flea market as a photographer instead of a shopper. My logic? If I couldn’t own it, at least I could have a picture to remember it always.
Vintage dog figurines. Aren’t they adorable?
Vintage mirrors. Bonus points if you can spot the photographer.
Quite possibly the most perfect vintage chair ever.
I did leave with a small but significant find: a vintage ring (only $1!!) with my first two intials “SM” spelled out in rhinestones. I promptly fell in love with it and it, in return, promptly turned my finger green. Unfortunately, I think it’s going to have to be a display piece on my dresser from now on.
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you can paint the inside of the ring with clear nail polish! It will keep your finger from turning green AND be invisible to the eye!
Wow Chrissy, that’s a great idea! I’m definitely going to give that a try. Thanks!
That vintage chair is interesting in design — one arm is different.
Glad you had good weather for your market trip.
I agree – that chair is amazing. Is that photographer… Marilyn Monroe? :oP
How much was that vintage chair?
If I couldn’t own it, at least I could have a picture to remember it always.
That’s my philosophy as well! It’s how I always manage to talk myself out of buying something I have to have but I know is definitely not worth the hefty price tag. I can save a picture to my computer and always admire it from there.
I want to buy this… is that possible? Or do you know where I can find another?
I have a slightly bulkier, symmetrical version of that chair at home, I got it for $25 at value village, but my roommates thought it was way too tacky for me to bring home the matching love seat. They have no sense of adventure =(
The burnt orange old lady chair now resides in my bedroom as a laundry magnet.
But, If you contact a local reupholstering company they should know where you can get sweet old pieces like this one!