Vintage nursery items conjure up such memories for me. The above vintage print is a favorite one that mimics a photograph of my brother. Figural nursery planters always find a home with me. Tiny pinafores with perfectly decaled hangers sit sweetly on my doors. Innocence captured in cherub cheeks and muddy pastel colors. Imagine my surprise when I happened upon the most amazing vintage like treasures for pennies on the dollar at my local thrift store last week.
Mint green smocked bonnet.
Perfectly stitched cross on a christening bib.
Satin trimmed ruffles.
French knots like no other.
Burp cloths with wreaths.
Teal and pink blooms ready for Easter.
Remarkably all with their original store tags still on them. Note the price I paid for them.
You would never see me pay retail for these. I must admit they have unbelievable workmanship and detail.
These sweet bonnets will be dangling from a soon to find shelf stuffed to the brim with more nursery goodies.
Perhaps I will have to get over my doll scare just to place a few of these beauties on show. One of them would look darling filled with vintage millinery. Another one sewn onto a pillow front with a nursery rhyme embroidered around it. For fifty cents I am enjoying them just sitting on the table.