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Shopping with the Vintage Traveler

Every once and a while I’ll go shopping. I try not to buy all the stuff, so here are the interesting bits that did not make it into my collection.

I usually won’t look through the never-ending stacks of sheet music that seem to inhabit every antique store in the land. But if there are just a few, I will take a peek because something you get interesting glimpses of period attitudes toward dress. I think I can safely say that this artist was a little too eager to portray the nakedness seen on beaches in the late 1920s.

If only we could all blame weight gain on an over-eager Scottie!

This Hush Puppies shoe rack was rather neat. If I were a collector of men’s shoes I’d have bought it.

Is there no end to the designs that came out of the Enid Collins studio? Just when I think I have seen them all, another one pops up. This one is called  “Posy Picker”, and it had a bargain price tag.

And here are even more Scotties, proof that I do not buy them all.

I really couldn’t decide on whether or not this bag is actually older than a few years. The basket itself looked to be newer, but the shell decorations looked older.

The graphics of the late 1960s always make me smile.

I posted this photo on Instagram and there we lots of people there feeling nostalgic about Fiorucci. There wasn’t a Fiorucci store in Western North Carolina so I missed that whole scene.

Yes, women did climb the Alps in skirts. Not every woman was Annie Peck.

This nice old majorette uniform had some issues, and I was glad because that kept me from caving into an impulse majorette uniform buy.

This lucite and metal bag with butterflies was really great, and it was, I thought, very under-priced. If you are a person in search of an affordable collecting hobby, I’d like to suggest evening bags. I’ve been noticing a drop in prices for some time, but at a show I went to last week the prices were insanely cheap. Supply exceeds demand.

If you grew up in the South then you are probably aware of the unique advertising of Rock City. They would pay farmers to let them paint “See Rock City” on their barn roofs, and you can still buy the concept in the form of a birdhouse. My family went to see Rock City around 1966, and it was the biggest thrill.


Beacon blankets were made in this area, so they are commonly seen. Still, it’s nice to see one that still has the original paper label.

Wicker handbags were very popular in the mid to late 1960s, and this has to be the cutest one ever.



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Plan B

Saturday I’d planned to visit a shop in a nearby town that sells a particular type of belt I’ve been looking at online.  At the last minute I decided to stop in Hendersonville, which was on the way.  What I had forgotten was this was the weekend of the annual antique street market.  Can you imagine that?  My mind is really slipping.

I never did get to check out the belt, as I got involved with browsing through the booths, looking for that next wonderful thing.  Purchases include a white linen dress from the 1950s, hand embroidered in red  in Puerto Rico.  I bet someone bought it as a souvenir of her trip to the island.  I also found a peachy brown suede handbag from Jana, and a little dish that matches the china I use at Christmas.

I’m getting better at taking photos of things that I like, rather than thinking I have to own it all.  A little tour:

I loved this wooden bag with the travel theme.

I almost bought this basket seat, and I’m hoping I stop thinking about it soon.

It was an Enid Collins day.  I saw three different box bags, all reasonably priced.

I hate it when some kid’s doll has traveled more than I.

This poster from Springs Mills was part of a controversial ad campaign developed by the company in the late 1940s.  I wrote about this ad campaign for my website.

I took these photos for Lin of Vintage Voyager.  Yes, these are made by Delill.

Note the skirt of the woman fishing – made from a blanket.  I wish I had taken a better shot of the canteen behind it.

Cute box of skates, but what every kid needs is her own roulette wheel.

Great Kedettes sigh!

How cruel is this?  Who would buy their kid a lunchbox called “The Exciting world of Metrics?”

No words necessary.


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