I am one of “those” people. Those fleamarket people. It’s
like a little band of gypsies. Rising early, traveling to sometimes slightly
seedy destinations, usually a field, sometimes still dark outside, wearing a
uniform of jeans, T-shirt, warm sweater, usually a scarf, coffee in hand, extra
bags, rolling cart, extra newspapers for wrapping… It’s not exactly glamorous… Oh
but yet, it is.
Have you ever actually felt happiness? I have and it’s
usually at a fleamarket/brocante. It’s a very euphoric feeling to be the first
one at a fleamarket… The thrill of the hunt is intoxicating. For the past month
I have been going to every fleamarket and brocante that I can find. My new
favorite website is Vide-Greniers.org. The Vide-Greniers website gives you a list
of every fleamarket/brocante/vide-greniers in all of Europe. You just type in
your location and a list pops up. There is also a list of icons to tell you
what types of flea markets there are… I only go to brocantes or marche aux
puces. There is something called vide-greniers which basically translates to “empty
your attic “ which basically translates to “shit that you drag out of your
house that you don’t want any more onto the street to sell.” I don’t do these.
After a month of hunting, bargaining, negotiating, and searching
from Normandy, Provence, the French Alps and Paris… I have a new collection for
all of you on the shop!
I love all of the pieces equally but there are a couple that
really stand out as my favorites.
I don’t know if I’ve ever mentioned to all of you that I
have a slight obsession with obscure serving pieces. Sometimes, during my day,
I will research antique serving pieces on the Internet. I love to know what a
particular fork or spoon is used for, historically. Oysters server, bacon fork,
bonbon server, marrow scoop, tomato server… Pieces like these actually thrill
me. Imagine my delight when I came across a plump little Frenchwoman in the
French Alps who had the most beautiful collection of obscure serving pieces.
They were all so beautiful that my heart actually started racing. A macaroon
server? Yes, please! A Chantilly cream server? Yes, please!
I have a little love affair with French paintings… Not fancy
ones… Just unostentatious ones (except if you offered me a Delacroix, I
certainly wouldn’t refuse it.) Today I have two modest yet utterly charming
paintings for you…
A couple of old favorites? Yep, I found the partner to the
chinoiserie breakfast tray! What are the chances of that? I also found another
Provençal bull’s head. This one is from the 1970s and it’s wicker!
I have a great collection of vintage French enamelware also.
The salt cellars make my heart swoon. These are highly collectible items and I had
to run over like 10 people in my wheelchair to get these. It’s okay, I won.
Ever since I started design stalking my favorite decorator,
Dan Marty, I fell in love with antique bamboo furniture. Dan Marty always had
the best collection. From bamboo armoires to bamboo headboards, I love it all.
It feels English, French and Chinese all at the same time. It belongs in a
beach cottage as easily as it does in a Parisian apartment. Today I have two
different mirrors for you!
There is nothing better on a cold early morning than
wrapping your hands around a piping hot bowl of café au lait warming you body
and soul. The first set I have for you is porcelain with a gold decorative rim
and a secret surprise on the bottom… A peacock! The second café au lait bowl is
enamelware with a charming bird. I think this bowl would be great as a key/coin
dish or even a planter.
All this and lots, lots more!
All right, now that I have wet your whistle… Shop away! The
store is open! Click HERE!
Here we go…
First of all, my mother has been calling Gracie the dog’s
name.
Then, my mother explained to Gracie that she cannot
pronounce the word “Sephora” or the word “oxygen” no matter how hard she tries.
Next up, my mother said the following sentence to Gracie…
“Leonardo da Vinci bought a house in Palm Springs.” We are assuming she meant
Leonardo DiCaprio but who knows.
Lastly, for today, Gracie told me that my mother goes to the
gym every day to do her 100 miles on the treadmill and she listens to an
audiobook… That audiobook is the Bible.
How hard are all of you laughing? I’m laughing at it as I
write it! There are so many of these that I could write a book. Wait till I
tell you about the first time my mother traveled to Europe.
A toute!



















