Something old

My mom and my sister are my style icons. Any form of good taste in fashion or design I may have I gained from a lifetime of watching and learning from their creativity and sense of style. I imitate; they create.

While they are the true design mavens and I their pupil, we have this in common: a love for objects that once belonged to someone else. Antiques, junk, hand-me-downs, each of our homes is full of these previously owned, well-loved, old things. We can’t help ourselves. Give any one of us a choice of shopping at an upscale furniture store or the junk store with the rusted bathtubs out front and we’ll choose the junk every time, the junkier the better.

I do occasionally rummage around the local thrift shops and junk stores but I rarely come home with anything other than a few old books and some plates. I can’t resist either, though my home is bursting at the seams with books, books, and more books, and there are plates hanging on a wall in every room in the house except for the boys’ bedrooms. I told you, I’m a design novice! Books and plates, and too many of both, that’s the extent of my approach to design.

My sister and I don’t see each other very often. We live several hours apart and, with our kids and the general busyness of life, our visits are few and far between and I miss her. This week, however, we threw caution to the wind, deciding to play hooky from our real life responsibilities and meet up for a few hours’ of fun and, you got it, junk store hopping.

photoWe met in a small town about halfway between and when I say small town I mean small town. After we’d hit the three antique/junk/gift shops downtown and eaten in the local diner, I think we’d patronized the whole of the town’s commercial interests.

It was fun. At my sister’s urging I bought–not a single book nor plate, mind you–but a vintage egg basket and a painted tray. I love them both. She neglected to give me instructions on where and how to display them so I’m on my own looking for the perfect spot. To that end, I may or may not have Googled “decorating with egg baskets”.


Author: Lisa Spence

Wife, mother, Bible teacher, bibliophile, occasional blogger

3 thoughts on “Something old”

  1. There is a really wonderful antique mall in the town where my daughter lives, run by Mennonites. It is immaculately kept and tidy. I love going there. I have a hard time passing up the Delft pottery pieces that I see there. I could go there every week.

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