Saturday, February 19, 2011

Erin Go Bragh

I probably should have posted this before the bunny post, since St. Patrick's Day arrives before Easter.  Please forgive.

And when you're done doing that, dig this fantabulous necklace made of SEVENTEEN strands of teensy emerald green glass beads, and a nice big shamrock enhanced with four emerald green stones. 


Easter's on its way! 

Now, I am one of those people who is completely bunny-obsessed, so I was SOOOOO very delighted to find these old cards/decorations, and...

these adorable bags.  Both the cards/decorations and the bags came from a long-gone Philadephia area candy store. 

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Born too late

I have a fantasy about going back in time to around 1920 or so with one or two million  dollars in cash (in bills issued around 1920, naturally), and buying up art and jewelry and fabulous vintage clothing and real estate, and then bringing same into the present day to sell it.

I don't think I'd sell off the real estate, though.  I'd keep a little for myself, and give the rest to the Nature Conservancy or some similar org.

No need to thank me.

Shut Up and Deal

As stated in my profile, I'm an antiques dealer.  I deal in antiques.  

Well, that's what I tell people.  There's really no commonly understood job name for somebody who, in addition to antiques, sells old stuff which may or may not meet the strictest definition of 'antique.'  'Junk dealer' is one, I guess, but I but can't bear to think of my stuff that way.    

The only distinctions I make are a) old stuff I like personally, and b) old stuff I don't particularly like personally, but know I can get a lot of money for.  

In that first category, may I direct your attention to the item above.

Now, be honest: is it or is it not the most darling thing thing you've ever seen in your entire life?

Because I try to stay with things I like personally, it's really immaterial if they sell or not, because they look so nice around the house. 

Something like this little tray makes me smile every time I look at it.

Monday, February 14, 2011

High class furniture...

...on the sidewalk.

Back in the day, this would have been considered REALLY classy high-end furniture, at least in rowhouse Philly.  

One wonders if the stuff that Martha and the rest of our contemporary home decor mavens have pushed on us as being tasteful and 'a good thing' will one day suffer this same ignominious fate.  

Monday, February 7, 2011

It's for you...

According to some people I know who work with little kids, no kid today is able to identify the above as a phone. 

And even many of those who are able to say, 'Yeah, that's a phone.  A princess phone, in fact,' don't remember that back in the day most of these phones were RENTED from the phone company.  

Don't believe me?  Here's the proof: 
One of the great things about these old phones is that if you home had more than one, using the same phone number and all, if you were careful, you could pick up the other phone while someone was on a call, and listen in to both sides of the conversation.