I have a confession to make….I don’t live immersed in vintageness. Nope. The ‘tea lady’ has a very modern house, eats off Maxwell & Williams plates and 80% of her wardrobe comes from Target. I do, however, have small parts of my life (other than the large vintage tea hire part!) where vintage goodies have crept into my modern, white walled life.
I am essentially a very sentimental person. I love trinkets and treasures that remind me of the past or have been passed down. These don’t always lend themselves to being displayed in an ultra modern house but I have found a few places for them.
This teacup and plate is one of two that I inherited from my maternal Grandmother. I had given them to her as a birthday present and they were returned to me after her death. They are terribly impractical (tea goes cold quick and easy to spill) but I try and use them every few months when I have a quiet moment to think of her. They are certainly not vintage, more like Robert Gordon circa 10 years ago, but they are very cute. I often use the plates for late night snacks. Little squares of dark chocolate or strawberries nibbled by lamplight in front of the TV. Grandma absolutely LOVED her sweets so it’s quite fitting really. Perhaps I should start using the cups for icecream? She certainly passed on that particular obsession 🙂
I have no idea how old the vase below is but I loved it the moment I saw it. I found it over a decade ago at the Daylesford market and I grabbed it even though I had no idea what I would do with it. It actually lends itself quite well to our modern bathroom. Its gorgeous colours really stand out against the white tiles, especially when I remember to dust it!
The cherry blossom plate came from some op shop in Melbourne. I don’t remember which one, where or even how much it was. All I know is I bought it as a uni student for the simple reason it was lovely. In those days I wasn’t really into ‘vintage’ and just haunted op shops for cheap clothes and kitchen items. I love that I bought this in a fit of out-of-character whimsy when I had never bought anything like it before. And also…..it’s an awesome plate!
I recently attended the Fryerstown antique market for the first time and was blown away by the bargains I found. Not only did I find a huge haul of hire items for the business but I also bought many items just for me. At first I thought Scamper was a cigar cutter. He was very cute but I couldn’t really justify buying a cigar cutter for it’s cute factor. Once the stall holder told me he was a nutcracker I began to weaken. Throw in my helpful/enabling friend Jodie talking of family heirlooms and Christmas and that was it. He HAD to come home with me. Afterall, it’s a bit of a family tradition for at least two generations to have tasty nuts in shells spread around the house at Christmas.
Also, I’m very tempted to knit Scamper a tiny vest…..or beanie….or construct tiny glasses. Just so you know.
Scamper got his name from the books we are currently reading to our son. He has developed a love of Enid Blyton books and each night we read a chapter from one. After reading the Faraway Tree series (my fav!) and the Wishing chair books we are on to the Children of Willow Farm. I love that our 5 year old likes books where a chapter might merely consist of a group of well behaved children buying, naming and caring for new chickens on a farm. I started to read them after hearing of a kinder Mum doing similar. I also regularly buy vintage Enid Blytons at garage sales to sell on to a lovely collectables dealer Brooke, so there’s always a stack to pick from. One night, after finishing a book, I suggested we read a normal picture book the next night. Yells of “I WANT A BROOKE BOOK!” were heard across the neighbourhood I’m sure.
Below is a teacup that I recently found in Melbourne. After a giant morning stuffing our car full of half of Ikea, we headed home. But the call of Melbourne op shops was too strong. A deal was brokered whereby I got 10 minutes in a Vinnies I’d spotted on the trip in and hubby got to stop and buy a softdrink. I held high hopes as I’d wanted to get into a Melbourne op shop for months. Unfortunately there was nothing at all for the business but this awesome retro cup was there and it was just my colour! Although it looks quite modern it has a very faded Hallmark saying made in England. I’m guessing it’s from the 50’s or 60’s. It’s hands down the most comfy teacup I’ve ever used. The handle is just the right shape and it holds a nice amount of tea. So as we assembled our modern Ikea bookshelves I sipped French Earl Grey from my new purple friend. 🙂