Oh, 1st dibs; why have I neglected you so? All you want is to bring me joy!
2. Bust of boy

This morning I was scrolling through my phone and found a note I made for myself. All it said was Guy Matthews, Australia. I had no idea what that meant nor when I typed it. So, I went to trusty Google and found photos of an amazing vintage store in Melbourne. Now the frustrating thing is that there doesn't seem to be a website for the place. So I'm left with a few photos that lure me in and leave wanting more!
(Top Photos via Jesterhoax)
It seems that most people have vintage furniture pass through their lives at one time or another. For some of us, its by choice, some by inheritance, and some because its all they can afford. Given my profound love of this kind of furniture, I sometimes get questions about how to use it in a more modern way.
The bottom compartments are used for varying media units and remotes. What more could you ask for? I'm guessing some of you are still not feeling the love for vintage, so here is another great detail. Most vintage furniture is sturdier and better built than 90% of furniture made today. I have a dresser similar to this one and know what I'm talking about. My husband cringes a little every time I ask him to help me move it again, because its built like a tank! Its difficult to find new furniture of the same quality unless you are prepared to pay for very high end pieces.
(Peek at my booth)
My two favorite guys were very helpful. Liam even set up his first display w/ his own cars! Of course I wasn't allowed to actually sell his cars. If you're wondering, Liam didn't hang out all day, Mark was a very accommodating babysitter.
Some of our blogger friends also made an appearance. It was great to see them!
I didn't have time to walk around very much, but I did find a couple interesting pieces I really loved. Including, what else; but a couple of amazing chairs!
I couldn't resist snapping shots of several interesting characters roaming around.
By the end of the day everyone was pretty worn out and I was wishing that I could be magically transported home.
I'm feeling inspired by an Australian furniture store called "The Cool Room".
This reminds me of being a kid and begging my mom to buy vintage jewelry and 1950's dinette sets.
Last week I had several opportunities for great shopping.
BTW, I spoke to Barbara and told her I knew from my coffee shop.
One event down, next was the return of the Urban Market. It was an incredibly beautiful day, and I basked in all the rusty and worn pieces. (Makes me feel at home). More photos here.

Junking is a real term right? If not, I'm sure you all know what I mean.
I know, "Boo hoo".
