I got a few little cute pieces when I visited Lou Lou’s Vintage Fair when it came to Bristol recently. I couldn’t wait! I enjoyed leafing through the racks of the fine gowns and cases of jewels, but being the little thrift troll that I am, the real joy came from searching though the baskets of weird bags, rails of sale items and poorly little dresses needing zips or darns and the broken jewellery that made my heart squeal at the thought of what it could look like freshly mended.
Some of the treasures went sraight to my little shop The Whimsy Thrift which I lovingly tend to each week on my days off from work. But some stayed home with me! I mean that’s only fair right?
I thought i’d style them up a little and show off to you guys…..
Whimsy Thrift oh how I love thee!
I would like to introduce my very own little shop. She’s a tiny space in a vintage co-operative which houses many traders selling their antiques and uniquecollections.
I sell clothing and accessories, pretty little bits all vintage or thrifted and I love it.
I go down there as often as I can and make it look as pretty as possible. It’s a dream come true to curate my own little shop, even if it doesn’t have any walls!
These little shoes are made in Italy and behind are little painted jugs made in England (sigh).
I’ve just added more stock in for spring/summer. Silk florals and polkadots, lace ruffles in sugar pink and peach. Even though the weather on this day was pouring with rain my little shop sung sweetly of an Audrey Hepburn Roman Holiday.
Tiny hand painted vases and glasses, trinket dishes and cut glass tea plates…
The teeny mint green sugar bowl is filled with vintage apricot rose buttons!
And there you have it! My little shop updated and ready for another busy week (I hope!).
After the longest time of procrastinating my little shop is starting to take shape.
It is far from perfect and I don’t know if anyone else has ever experienced anything similar when starting an online shop – even one as small as mine – but whenever I have taken pictures of my stock, I have felt that it hasn’t represented me or the way I had hoped it would look. Which is so frustrating and feels so inconsistent.
In a sense my personal style is the same. I am split into two ways. For example on the one side I hate owning more than I need, anything I buy always needs to be fit for purpose and I feel I must have bordered on seeming callous at times as I rarely keep anything unless I completely adore it or it is truly sentimental.
Then there is the other side of me and this side LOVES EVERYTHING.
I see the potential in every shoe, belt and dress, I dream about putting outfits together all day every day, with stripes and florals and lace and beading all of which must make me look like a total loon when i’m thrifting, trolling around charity shops with armfuls of mismatched goodies.
Silk shirt, Mohair tank and Woven bag all available @thewhimsythrift
I’m telling you this I think so that you understand a little more about me, my evolving style and the process I go through when choosing treasures for my shop.
Or maybe also a little selfishly, I think to perhaps excuse my little shop and I somewhat, while she and I find our feet and of course some perfect little shoes too.
It has been a long time that I have thought about trying… trying out a blog, maybe trying out styling and maybe even selling sweet little clothes and accessories, but for every small dream that came to mind, my mind found ten reasons to march those hopes right out of ever being a reality.
I spent years putting all my energy into other peoples dreams and aspirations and happily so, I loved helping visions come to reality. But the dreams wouldn’t disappear and I would fall alseep every night planning outfits and have so many ideas going around I felt that my brain I could explode!
By and by the time presented it’s self to me to finally give a little space to let my hopes and dreams breathe, terrified, full of doubt I have begun to take small steps toward all the little hopes i’d dreamt of.
And so The Whimsy Thrift was born, she has a little Instagram page, her very own Depop shop and even a treasured space at a local vintage trading co – operative, my own little teeny shop space that I can curate exactly as I please, without compromise, that in it’s self is a dream come true.
I have no great expectations other than the sincere relief it feels to tentatively step forward to try and do something just for me.
Got to be worth facing a little fear right?