|I'm obsessed with vintage pin on flowers...|
|1950's lace and tulle wedding dress with a 28" waist! 298.|
|Early 1960's Mr. Blackwell custom couture duchess silk satin rose print gown with shawl.|
|Fabulous 60s white chintz curtains from estate sale.|
|my hat box collection keeps growing...|
|How hot is this?!|
|Sexy early 60's Italian knit wiggle dress in shocking pink. 148.|
|60's Schiaparelli straw hat with pink flowers, 78.|
|Amazing vintage fuschia feather hat buy Jack McConnell, 125.|
|Gorgeous late 59's polished cotton rose print wiggle dress, 175.|
|1950's cotton halter neck dress, with flower print, 175, size 4-6.|
|Claret taffeta new-look party dress with pink scarf and built in crinoline. 248.,|
|One of my favorite finds this weekend....|
|Poodles and Voluspa soaps go together like....|
|New-old 70's italian snake skin heels....|
|My crazy hat box tower that one day I hope will reach the ceiling!|
So, in order to get into the sale early you have to go to some pretty extreme lengths. The first thing required of me was so sign up on the LIST. The estate sale "list" is serious business. The list was going being posted Thursday afternoon at 2pm. The sale would be on the upcoming Saturday. I decided to dedicate 4 1/2 of my earth hours to waiting to get on the list. So, I show up at 10:30 am, and there are already 5 cars parked in front of the house. The cars are filled with the die-hard estate sale people, it's always the same group. There's Barb and Kate and Jerry and Bob and Maureen, they look for jewelry, furniture and antiques. They bring portable DVD players and snacks, one gal was in a sleeping bag and looked like she had just woken up.
They have started the list for the real LIST. I am number 8 and so far I'm the only vintage clothing buyer. The deal is you can't leave once you've signed the pre-list or you will instantly crossed off the list. So for the next 4 hours we all had to sit in our cars and wait. It wasn't long before the inevitable happened. I had to pee. I was forced to consult 5 different people about this and finally they agreed I could quickly sneak off and take care of my business. One poor guy just held it in the whole time, too frightened he might abruptly be slashed from the list.
Finally, the 4 hours passed and nobody died of kidney failure. We all got our places on the official list and drove home feeling confident about the sale on Saturday.
The thing with estate sales is you never know what your going to get. You don't know if the "Vintage Fashion Designer Clothes" are really going to be that or just some Liz Claiborne separates from the mid nineties. Well, this time we showed up and the sale had been CANCELLED. All that sitting around in the car holding my bladder for nothing! Fortunately, it was rescheduled for the following week and I managed to wrangle some treasures. Like the Mr. Blackwell gown, which I pretty much paid retail for but simply had to have...I hope you enjoy the fruits of my labor:) heehee....