One of my favorite things to peruse in thrift or antique stores are the dress racks. I spent most of my teens donning formal wear from the 60’s and 70’s I “borrowed” from my mother, from bright blue and green paisley print mod dresses to baby pink taffeta 60’s formals with over-sized bows on the back. Those dresses were everyday dress-up for me, and to this day I usually make a bee-line for the dress rack as soon as I enter a vintage shop.
This week we’re antiquing! And by antiquing, I mean browsing in boutique-y antique shops in downtown Seattle that I will only ever be able to afford to buy a yard of fabric. But no matter, I can still spend hours wandering through the aisles of bakelite and Kodak Brownies, drooling over art deco glass and suitcases from the ’70’s with big bold flower prints. The first color palette in our antiquing adventure is inspired by a very large curio cabinet filled to the brim with glass.
There’s just something about old photos that I love, especially when I walk into an antique or junk shop and find a box filled with discarded memories. Who were these people? What were they doing? Sometimes there are clues, left in handwritten notes on the back of the photographs, begging a quest that will never be fulfilled. They are mysteries, and, most likely, they will never be solved. And this leaves the possibility for endless stories to be created, sparked by someone elses forgotten past.