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Tuesday, November 21, 2006

vintagey Tuesday



we don't have the antiques that the French & English do - well not in this house. oh how I wish! Tara and Corey are so lucky but sadly here, antiques like that are way out of my purse league. so I run around my home looking for the first thing I can share for my inaugral vintage Tuesday. what will I pick? my religious bits, my antique quilts, old clothes, my scrappy rag dolls or the only French thing I own - a plaster bust? hmmm.


then I remembered the drawer full of vintage millinery flowers.
I started collecting these to send in parcels when I sold on ebay but I did that once and not a thankyou from the buyer so I thought, why bother? (see, I told you I wasn't nice) and these were too precious to be sending to those who don't appreciate the specialness of each flower.
So they sit in my drawer being patted and admired by me quite often. Sometimes I even sink my face into the drawer breathing in that 'old smell'
I found most of these in op shops for about 20c or 50c a piece. Now - ha! the bandwagon took over and they are worth alot more. so now, I refuse to buy them.

I wish I could write some gorgeous words like Corey does - but I can't so all I will say is each of these raggedy flowers touch my heart, they tickle my soul but most of all they make me wonder - they make me wonder about the hat that they adorned and the lady who wore that hat. are they not divine?

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Blogger Gill said...

They are divine,,,why not a thank you from those who recieved them I wonder.
Strange world sometimes...they are better off with you, in a home that loves them.
Vintagey Tuesday? I like the sound of it.

2:42 pm  
Blogger Sheila said...

I love that smell too.I thought I was alone in wondering who wore some of the vintage things we see. Where were they worn ,and how many weddings and fancy occasions your lovely silky flowers seen ? Don't you wish they could whisper their secrets to you ?
I wouldn't give them to people who didn't appreciate them either.

3:00 pm  
Blogger Janet said...

Oh, the dark colored roses in the back are beautiful! I love old things and always wonder what their story has been. Who owned them, where did they go and what did they do....all those questions. And I think old things are many times made a lot better than some of the junk of today. I like vintage Tuesday! Please keep doing it.

3:32 pm  
Blogger A bird in the hand said...

Oh oh oh!!!! You lucky girl! I'm always looking for droopy old velvet millinery flowers but they have become so expensive that I can't afford them. Hang on to them, you could make a small fortune someday!!

What is it about vintage that makes us so...comforted?

4:43 pm  
Blogger Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

they are!! I love flowers like these, and they are hard to find! how about putiing them in a large clear glass vase so you can see them easier, I think they are far too pretty to adorn a cupboard drawer!

5:35 pm  
Blogger Daisy Lupin said...

Love your vintage flowers. I agree a lot of vintage stuff isn't cheap to buy anymore, especially overhere, even the charity shops are piling the prices on.

7:48 pm  
Blogger tlchang said...

How lucky! I love old flowers. I'm sure they are feeling loved and appreciated with you. :-)

8:27 pm  
Blogger Lisa said...

Very fun drawer! Thank you for sharing it.

12:05 am  
Blogger Heather said...

What a special drawer!!!

2:21 am  
Blogger paris parfait said...

What spectacular flowers! Thank you for sharing your beautiful bouquet. As for the antiques, most of the ones I have aren't expensive - I found bargains, that needed restoration or some work, so the prices weren't too high. Otherwise, there's no way I could buy them! When I lived in the US, I thought only rich people could afford to buy French and British antiques. But when I moved to Europe, I discovered that it's only a matter of going to a lot of places, keeping an eye out for bargains and knowing something's true worth. Once in a while I splurge on something a bit expensive if I really am mad for it and think I'll never see another - but quite often the pieces I take home with me are very affordable - but of course I still have to pay for restoration. I look at these pieces as an investment for the future, as they can only appreciate in value. Or at least that's what I tell my husband when he starts to worry about all the brocante and flea market finds that come home w/ me. :) xo

8:30 am  
Blogger Annie Jeffries said...

Such lovely flowers. Treasure them, Robyn. Little extras should always be acknowledged but, like you, I've learned that specialness often goes unrecognized and unappreciated.

I've been catching up on your blog and I'm amazed what has happened in the past 2-3 days. I'm praying for protection for you and yours.

7:36 pm  

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