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!).
So then, to my beginning which will be a simple little note to start, because as you’ll discover I am a life long procrastinator, so anything grander would inevitably, completely freak me out.
A person of, shall we say limited means, I have hunted around charity shops, jumble sales, markets and any other odd little space I may discover for as long as I can remember.
I am a lover of curiosities you see and all the potential and possibilites they bring along with them. From necessity grew passion and from this passion grew such pleassure and joy I wanted to record it somewhere, stand back and feel chuffed.
Rummaging as we from the North (well Midlands) call it, or thrifting which is the lovely new, cool term to cover my past time, generally creates the most exciting and (odd) whimsical outfits, that has very often been the cause for comment, the raise of an eyebrow and the over use of the word ‘quirky’.
And so I guess I have begun…and that is that.