Gorgeous coat currently for sale. I got this lovely one in Burbank California not too far from the TV studios. I wonder if it had any silver screen time?
Brought to you from the banks of the Snoqualmie River and in the shadow of the spectacular Mt. Si by Tokul Vintage http://www.etsy.com/shop/TokulVintage
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Oh The Places They Go...
Been nearly a year since I have paid keyboard attention to this blog. I gave up my booth in a brick and mortar antique store and turned my retail focus strictly to online. I am no longer hauling merch to flea markets either. It's all Etsy all the time for this vintage seller. I can aptly tout myself as an international business woman which is interesting since my father was an international sales rep for Raytheon back in the hey day of selling war supplies to countries in the Middle East and before that South America. The vintage military years of 1960s to the early 1980s. He retired to a Florida panhandle beach and died a few years later from pancreatic cancer. He spent his post Air Force career traveling to many of the places my vintage merchandise goes.
Yesterday I sent this jacket to Warwickshire England - to the town where Rugby was invented. The buyer is a 1940s reenactment gal - Lindy Hop - that sort of thing. I love thinking about this jacket swinging to the music of its time.
Yesterday I sent this jacket to Warwickshire England - to the town where Rugby was invented. The buyer is a 1940s reenactment gal - Lindy Hop - that sort of thing. I love thinking about this jacket swinging to the music of its time.
A few weeks ago I sent this dress to Qatar. Still waiting for its arrival. Fingers crossed three times. I had to Google map the place to see where it is...Middle East.
I am still not in love with my mannequin and she is a total pain in the rear to work with. Arms on arms off and a constant wobble to her stand. Luckily she does not scare off potential buyers.
And yesterday I sent this awesome old garden tool off to Annapolis which is just an hour's drive from my home town near Washington DC. Let's hope she uses it to wack the heads off weeds and not victims like the cruel crazy killers in my favorite show Midsommer Murders. Gosh I just love that Detective Chief Inspector Barnaby. He reminds me of Sherlock Holmes.
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