So...I guess I'm behind the times since this is really the first blog I've ever done. This, of course, is nothing new. I'm usually behind the times on any number of things...especially technology. Don't get me wrong. I'm not against it in any way. I just don't embrace as much of it as I could.
This brings me to my newest obsession. Vintage. Vintage what? Vintage everything. About 10 months ago I moved into an apartment that was built in 1914 and still has all of it's original charm. Enameled kitchen sink, clawfoot tub, beamed ceilings. I couldn't ask for more! This one little change in my life has ushered in a whole re-found love for vintage. From the 40's club chair to the art deco side table, I have completely rediscovered all things old.
I remember in high school my favourite movie was Pretty in Pink. I would watch that movie and obsess over Annie Potts' ever-changing outfits and Molly Ringwald's constant mingling of new and old. I would scour the vintage shops in town and find absolute gems! The pink and cream 30's swing coat, the black go-go dress, ash trays, jewelry...I loved them all.
And then something happened. I don't know what it was exactly. But, I stopped shopping vintage and started shopping new. Somewhere, somehow, I got it into my head that vintage was just old...not special. For close to 15 years I shunned all things vintage in favour of all things "shiny and new". And there was nothing special. And, everyone else had exactly what I had. And, the quality was marginal. And, And, And......
And I just woke up. Finally...again.
This brings me to my newest obsession. Vintage. Vintage what? Vintage everything. About 10 months ago I moved into an apartment that was built in 1914 and still has all of it's original charm. Enameled kitchen sink, clawfoot tub, beamed ceilings. I couldn't ask for more! This one little change in my life has ushered in a whole re-found love for vintage. From the 40's club chair to the art deco side table, I have completely rediscovered all things old.
I remember in high school my favourite movie was Pretty in Pink. I would watch that movie and obsess over Annie Potts' ever-changing outfits and Molly Ringwald's constant mingling of new and old. I would scour the vintage shops in town and find absolute gems! The pink and cream 30's swing coat, the black go-go dress, ash trays, jewelry...I loved them all.
And then something happened. I don't know what it was exactly. But, I stopped shopping vintage and started shopping new. Somewhere, somehow, I got it into my head that vintage was just old...not special. For close to 15 years I shunned all things vintage in favour of all things "shiny and new". And there was nothing special. And, everyone else had exactly what I had. And, the quality was marginal. And, And, And......
And I just woke up. Finally...again.
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