Im very fortunate that 90% or so of the vintage I find, comes to me via private sale. For those of you may not know what a private sale is: Either by word of mouth or my own seeking out, the original owners or heirs to the original owners property sell vintage clothing and accessories.
Last week, I was contacted by a woman with a British accent, her name was Christina and she lives in Northern New Hampshire. She invited me to her home, where she lived with her husband and her five cats (A woman after my own heart!). I brought my awesome friend Robin with me. Actually, Robin and I became friends via a private sale too! (remember all of those hats I scored! Those were from her stepfathers mother!) Robin and I were greeted by Christina at her side door – she lived in a 100yr old home that was decorated in a taste that can only be described as: quality. A mixture of antiques and newer items. Her kitchen was quite 70s, but in a very modern Danish way. She had a bunch of pieces of clothing laid out on her large dining room table, along with a huge hatbox full of silk and nylon scarves, ranging in eras. There were several coats and dresses, along with a few hats in hatboxes. She was quite chatty, so chatty that we were there for four hours – but we didnt complain, we loved talking with her and her husband, who is a very high quality wood craftsman. He had built many of the pieces in the house, as well as the highly decorative molding throughout the home.
She then scurried us upstairs, asking us to walk before her because she climbed the stairs a little slow. We entered a bedroom that I can only describe as, every girls dream. A four poster bed, with a canopy and a fan at the ceiling! – The two windows were layered with different types of lace – creating the most beautiful amount of light that seeped through into the room. A dressing table, a wood screen that her husband had made, everything was decorated with vintage and antique pieces of womens accessories. There on the bed, she had laid out clothing, it was also hung on the screen and on an early 1900s baby buggy made out of what seemed to be wicker – with wood wheels. There was also an early 1900s dress form, which was wearing a black wool cape.
We gabbed for what seemed to be ages, but was only really a few hours. We talked about everything, told stories, laughed, almost cried and felt connections. Christina is originally from London, and came here to the US in the early 60s. She lived in NYC, and met her husband ice skating at Wolman Rink in Central Park. She had fallen on the ice, and up came this man who said, “May I be of assistance?” And she said, “You’re going to marry me. Because I’ve been out with every idiot out there and already I can tell you aren’t one.” – And so they were married!
PS! – Sorry not so many photos of my outfit today, I was very overwhelmed!
Cashmere Cardigan – gift from my mother-in-law
Jeans – Calvin Klein
Knit Top – Ann Taylor
(no workout today, I was beat! we were on the road from 9am and got home at 5pm! – Thank you ROBIN for taking photos, because I had forgotten all about it!)