I've discovered a new pet peeve when visiting a few favorite antique stores. You might remember my post about NFS. Surely it couldn't be worse than that? Oh, yes it can. Imagine me walking through the antique mall and spying a marvelous new trinket. I reach for it carefully in hopes that it is within my budget...and I find...it is not priced? What? I am now walking up to the desk to retrieve the usual "I'll have to call the vendor." Forget it.
Luckily, enough of my items were priced.
A metal diaper pail with a decal.
With the original enamel liner.
Laurie I blame you for this darling affliction...KEWPIE dolls. She has the sweetest dress and was originally a powder container. Mamaw's bowl and a tin tray.
Whitman coloring book set.
A timely Americana book.
Then I came across these...two of the sweetest Christmas finds ever.
An embroidery pattern so sweet I can't wait to put it on everything.
Ruth E. Newton illustrated my very favorite book The Night Before Christmas...what? Ooo did I just squeal in the store? Worth the looks...trust me. Paired with a very unusual flashlight turned lamp.