It’s 9:30 am on Saturday and I have been to one sale this week. Sad, I know. Let me explain — Seattle weather has been the pits. In the last three days it’s been pissing rain, hail, storming, and windy. In fact, it’s “broke my large Bauer flower pot” sort of weather.
I looked to see about any Friday sales and found nothing even close to our part of town.
This morning was more of the same, with the exception of one sale listing itself as “lovers of old, cool and funky things but we’ve moved in together and there’s too much stuff! Vintage clothing, retro, general household, vintage fabrics and lots of nic-nacs and collectibles.”
Rain be damned, I’m going.
I went 1/2 hour early just to check out when they would be open and found a mountain of clothing still in the bags. It was a mess, but I knew she had good stuff, so I just started digging.
They ended up being really nice, and the sale was under cover. I was happy that I managed to pull out some really good items before some of the regular pickers that swoop in and take everything.
It ended up being a really good sale — I didn’t take a trunk photo, but I did get some great stuff which you can see here on my couch. An Enid Collins purse, two vintage dresses, one silk velvet robe, a couple of books, a pair of Seven jeans, cute newer cowboy boots, a cute winter hat and a topless 30’s framed photo of some can-can dancers!