My first antique furniture purchase

Continuing from last post

"I walked into a room where there was not one but three FREAKING vanities.
Omg! My heart started to race and I had the hugest grin on my face...
I ran to find Mr. Coco"

The store is quite large and I saw him walk off into a section that had records and musical instruments. Sure enough he was still there! I am sure I probably looked like I had just seen a ghost. "Babe they have vanities here" I said.

"Not one but 3 maybe more" ... He told me he would come take a look in a minute. (*Psshh MEN!!!*) Here I am after months of creeping on classifieds and scouring thrift stores and he acts like its no big deal and in the mean time my head is gonna explode with excited-ness.

I tell him I am going back to look. In the mean time the salesmen.. (Probably thinking I am some sort of wack job since they saw me breeze past them with eyes as big as saucers) Asked if I found something I liked.

"Yes a few of them I replied"

He told me prices.. one was WAY OFF my range $325 "too rich for my blood"

Another didn't have original mirror... Then thats when I stumbled upon her...

She was nothing like I had been imagining "Which is weird"

My dream vanity was:

Dark wood

Art Deco waterfall

Round mirror

Like this one below

Those were my stipulations.. That is what I had been searching for these past couple months.But once I saw this one I couldn't stop looking at it. (Then my mind would say "No it's not a round mirror... it's wood isn't dark enough.) So I would doubt for a few seconds... and then fall right back in love. She was 50.00 more than my $200.00 I planned to spend. This is one of the first times I saved Birthday money and added money to it to buy something really worthwhile. (Yay me)
The vanity is all the way from England. It was shipped over to Spokane Washington at some point and then the antique store I bought it from.. purchased it & brought it over the border into Canada. So she has had a long trip to say the least.

She is 1930's and a burl walnut wood

My vanity in the store

(I named her Hazel)

Right before I was about to purchase her one of the other employees had to go and point out... It had a matching wardrobe. (I would have been better off not knowing that.) Because it was very gorgeous and I did not have the money for it.. and had to split up the pieces and leave the wardrobe on the store floor.

I am very sorry gorgeous wardrobe *sniff*

So I bought the vanity loaded her up carefully and was ecstatic to finally be bringing one home. This is a pic right after we unloaded it. Sitting in the dining room.

Hazels mirror: Has some small dark fleck age spots in a couple areas and a odd wave flaw in the glass on the left side.

(It's sort of eerie)

One thing I loved instantly is the decorative celluloid designs on the sides.

She has a small top drawer, three middle big drawers and two side cupboard doors. I will be doing a Vanity post in the near future once I have everything organized. I am trying to plan where I want all my stuff to go and that is a job in itself.

One of my new favorite places. Sure beats sitting on the couch applying my makeup in a small compact mirror. The night I got her settled in my bedroom I applied her wood conditioning treatment. After that she shined more than she did on the store floor.

How weird would you think I was if I told you I play Hazel 1930's music. I am pretty darn positive it must be her favorite and I REALLY wanted her to feel at home here.

When I move to a bigger place I can for see many more Antique furniture purchases. There is just something about a piece from another time that seems so wondrous. I mean seriously I know I would not have the same feeling buying something from Ikea. *lol*

I do wonder about Hazels previous owner.... Who she was "Was she a sultry siren or a proper lady, what kind of things did she like and what did she store in Hazels drawers.." I will never know.

But it will not keep me from imagining.

The yard sale

What took me so long to post this? My laziness of course... it took me a few days to re cooperate after having my Saturday yard sale last weekend. I made all the signs on Friday and decided to add a little sparkle piz-zazz to get some extra attention. I have a personality that hates normalcy. I don't like boring, bland & simple. I like eye catching, dazzling & fun!! So I portrayed that through my signs. And no worries I did not sell a zebra.

And if I did have a zebra I would have never sold it, I would dye its white fur with green kool-aid and ride it around the neighborhood with a set of fairy wings on my back and a little green elf hat. (Woops there goes that damn imagination again.)

(Early Sat morning before setting up)

I decided to make a little *Welcome* sign for the front yard to greet the people saling.
The purple balloons were for extra excitement. *lol*

I forgot to take pics of the whole setup. Behind the clothing rack was two tables. One with kick knacks the other with electronics and dvds and stuff. This garage sale was not that big because last spring we had a ginormous multi family sale and I sold most of my unwanted items then. And since then I have been pretty much only purchasing vintage items which I do not want to rid myself of. heheh

The main thing I sold was clothing and surprisingly it did quite well. I sold at least half of my clothing on the rack at the prices of 2 & 3 dollars. At 12:00 one and a half hours before garage sale end I marked the clothing all down to 1.00 each in hopes to clear out a bit more before the end. That got some people quite excited and I really did sell more clothes than I expected too. *wooohooo*

This was one of my last customers vehicles. I asked if I could take a pic as I thought it was hilarious!! I don't think I would ever be able to garage sale on a Scooter like he was. The fact he purchased a air conditioner and a set of lights that were sitting where his feet go gave me a good laugh.

After the sale last year was done we packed everything into the vehicle and donated it to Salvation Army.

(Which is what I did at the end of this yard sale too.)

It was getting so hot on Sat I could not wait to pack things up at our 1:30 p.m. closing time. By then I already was sun burnt and intensely hot and uncomfortable. The temperature outside was 32 Celsius which is 89.6 ºF
Thank goodness I wore a checkered fedora on my head since the beginning of the day or I probably would have felt much worse. Once packed up I sprayed myself with a water bottle and sat in front of the living room fan. *hahaah*

(Not so spry and happy as the early morning photo)

After donating un sold items to Salvation Army. My family went out for a Chinese buffet!! (I mean really its the best way to celebrate the ending of a yard sale.) We had a delicious dinner and it was actually very nice because we haven't all been out together in quite a long time.

After dinner I came home and had a much needed 2 1/2 hour nap. I did not get much sleep the night before because my mind just would not turn off. I kept thinking of what I had to get done and where I would place this and put that. It was ridiculous!!!

The money I made was mostly to go towards the purchase of my (Not found yet) Vanity. *Bites lip* BUT... I have been naughty spent a bit finding some other things I liked in thrifts. (I am not too horrified that I spent some because you see its my B-day in exactly 1 month minus one day.) "I have been dreading this one" *hmmmpff* So I talked to my man and I am sure we will be able to work something out. *lol*

"After all... I will need a mirror to peek into to inspect for any new wrinkles"

*hehehe* *CRY*

No worries I am just being dramatic I am sure most of us have all felt this way about aging at one time or another.

I suppose I am not thrilled about it because I still feel like a teenager. (Even though I have not been one for 10 yrs...) Just Yesterday I ran away from my man in a department store and phoned him on his cell and told him I was hiding and I bet he could not find me. It was a fun game.. I would see him pass and say "Nope wrong way Babe" And run off briskly to another department. This went on for 10-15 min till I decided I better let him find me. *hahaha*

I suppose getting older doesn't mean we have to "Grow up" I will still be a teenager in my mind and that is what counts.

(I was 23 in this picture)

But I just don't want to go and dig for my teenage year pics atm.

It's almost the weekend

*Smile*