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Daddy, I Want A Horse

Daddy, I Want A Horse

If I had a nickel for every time I said that sentence to my father, I would be a billionaire.  I had it all worked out.  The horse would live in the basement.

I love horses.  I love everything about them.  I love the smell of an old saddle.  I love the smell of a horse barn.  Back in the early 1950s, my parents had a movie camera.  One of the first real movies of myself as a little girl (under the age of 3) is of my mother holding me in front of a box stall and the horse was stretched out and smelling my face.  I was petting him.  Then my father motions to my Mother it was time to go back to the car and get back on the road.  My mother starts walking away from the stall – and well, you have never seen a 3 year old scream and throw a bigger fit.  Kicking, flailing, reaching back for the horse, crying and wailing, I did not want to leave him.  I was hooked.

As I grew up, my parents indulged me with English riding lessons.  I went twice a week, and learned how to ride English.  I had the entire outfit.  My outfit was dark brown and it was sharp.  The jodphers, the boots, the long tailed jacket, my derby, and last but not least, my riding crop.  I was in horse shows too.  I am 61 years old and I can still rattle off the names of all the horses I rode when taking my lessons.

Each summer my family went to Star Lake, which was near the small town of Mountain, Wisconsin.  There was a riding stable about 15 miles from Mountain in an even smaller town named Langlade.  I would go to Rud’s as many days a week as my parents would let me.  I would have to finagle a bit, after all, it was $3.00 a day to ride at Rud’s.  I learned more than just horse riding on my days at Rud’s.  I learned if I asked Grandpa to take me to Rud’s, he would take me , and he would give me $3.00 for the day.  If I asked Grandma to take me to Rud’s, she would take me, and she would give me $5.00 for the day and tell me to  “keep the change.”   Rud’s was also a lesson in Finance and Economics.  And it taught me who to ask.

I was browsing my shop on Etsy yesterday, and suddenly realized that I have some sort of vintage décor item that relates to horses on each of the 22 pages of Vintage goodies.  Heck, I even have a Parade Bit in my shop.  I sold a vintage bridle about a month ago.  So here is my latest Equine Acquisition, a gorgeous horse head bookend.  I hope he likes the Guestroom in the basement.

Here is the link to my Etsy Shop, The Vintage Porch


I’m Ready for a Cheerful Kitchen

I’m Ready for a Cheerful Kitchen

Everywhere I go, each kitchen design center, even the kitchens of my family and friends, the kitchens are brown, beige, black, every dark color you can think of.  The dark walls, the dark cabinets, and all the dark granite, no wonder I hate to cook.  I need a cheerful kitchen.

Cheerful, you know, full of color.  The kind that your Grandmother used to have.  Cherries, Apples, Birds, and Flowers, that is what I want.  I want light green walls, black and white checked floors, a huge pantry, and bright red accents.  Maybe even red and white checked café curtains.

My Grandmother had a kitchen with swinging café doors that swung back and forth from the living room to the kitchen.  Boy, were those fun when I was a kid.  And the icing on the cake, 2 built in corner cabinets with double doors.  You could play for hours, keeping the top door closed, opening the bottom door in front of you, playing store clerk with everyone that passed thru the kitchen on their way to the short squatty refrigerator.

These Apple Canisters in my Etsy Shop remind me of my Grandmother.  I brought these home with me from an Estate Sale a few months ago.  This set is from the late 1950s, the years I was a small child and running thru my Grandmother’s house during my yearly visits.

Her kitchen was bright and cheerful, a place I will never forget.  Take the design plunge, go against the trend of a dark and dreary kitchen, your grandkids will thank you someday.  Here is the Etsy link to the Apple Canister Set

Hot Pink, Turquoise and Goose Bumps

Hot Pink,  Turquoise and Goose Bumps

It really is a small world and things really do or do not happen for a reason. I want to tell you a story. Prior to opening my vintage shop on Etsy, a friend and I used to rent a small booth in an antique mall. We both brought what we liked to the booth and sold our wares.

One day I brought in a small turquoise and hot pink lidded dish. I loved it, loved the Art Deco style and the bright colors. This dish was probably from the 30s or 40s. My friend, on the other hand, hated the dish. Still, I put it in the booth for probably what was 3 to 4 months, it never sold.

In June of this year, my friend and I had a Garage Sale at her house. I decided to put the dish in the garage sale. Again, it sat and no one even picked it up. I brought it home with me and decided to put it in my Etsy shop.

After about a week in my Etsy shop, it was sold. This is what makes it wonderful, the woman that purchased it told me her story. When she was a little girl, her grandmother had a dish exactly like this one. When she would go to her grandmother’s house, she and her grandmother would sit in the middle of her bed and would dump out the contents of her exact dish. Out would tumble bits of broken jewelry. The woman that purchased the dish told me that she would ask her grandmother about each little piece and her grandmother would tell her the stories again and again. This ritual went on for many years with this hot pink and turquoise dish.

The woman that purchased the dish from me was so shocked to see the exact dish in my shop. She immediately purchased it and will be continuing the same ritual with her grandchild. I heard from her after she had received the dish. She already has her small bits of broken jewelry in the dish and has sat on her big bed with her grandchild telling stories about each piece.

So, there was a reason for this dish to sit in my booth unsold for months, for it to be ignored in my garage sale and for me to decide to put it in my Etsy shop. Someone living 1700 miles from me was meant to see that dish on Etsy and be able to have it to continue something that meant and still means so much to her. Gives me Goose Bumps.

What Is It About This Old Tin?

What Is It About This Old Tin?

I came across this Old Tin at a neighborhood sale about a month ago. It was half buried under a bunch of placemats, and it is not unusually bright, so I wonder how I even noticed it. And I am not all that enamored with Tins to begin with. They take up a lot of room in the cabinet, they make noise when moved around, and just overall, not an item I am drawn to.

But for some reason, I love this tin. It is old, but there are lots of old tins out there. I finally discovered what it was. The Birch Trees by the Lake. Reminded me of Wisconsin and all of the summers that were spent on Star Lake. A beautiful Lake surrounded by Birch Trees. My sister and I used to peel little pieces of birch bark off one of the trees and use it as paper to write home to our friends.

These birch trees were the real deal, not the river birches you see as part of landscapes nowadays. These were what I call Canoe Birch Trees, the kind the American Indians would use to make canoes.

Not sure who the lady would be in the skirt and sweater waving to us on the Tin. Another oddity, there are no mountains in Wisconsin. But when having a major memory flow, you can overlook little things like mountains and strangers in the picture. I have had the Tin in my kitchen for 3 or 4 weeks now, I am ready to let it go and have put it in my Etsy shop. Maybe you can figure out who the woman is.

You can find it here

Let Me Eat Cake !

Let Me Eat Cake !

Cake.  Who doesn’t love Cake.  I could eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

My mother was not the kind that would be in the kitchen all day baking a cake from scratch and she sure wasn’t going to teach anyone how to do it.  She was a great cook.  She just hated a messy kitchen, and extrenuous cooking would mess up the  kitchen.  We did not have homemade round layer cakes growing up.  We had the sheet cakes from Duncan Hines.  But that was okay, I loved any kind of cake.

The old vintage Cake Keeper pictured here is not something my mother would have owned.  But I know some mother’s would have.  So when I saw this vintage Cake Keeper, I decided to bring it home and put it in my Etsy shop.

Maybe I will take a day off work and go buy some round cake pans and make a real homemade layer cake.  Or look up my old friend Duncan Hines.

Designing Your Mad Men Office on Etsy


This is an interesting story of someone who is such a fan of Mad Men that he decorated his office/den from the vintage sellers on Etsy.

Mr. Roger's Neighborhoods

Mr. Roger does not deny being swept up in the Mad Men craze! Really, how can you resist? The fantastic light fixtures, streamlined couches, and wood paneled walls…I can go on! So, when it comes time to remodel your home or work office, what would a Mad Man do? Head to Etsy, of course! Using the inspiration photo of Don Draper’s office, I scoured the nooks and crannies of Etsy vintage seller sites for mod, mid-century gems that would be the perfect addition to any Don Draper devotee’s den! Here’s a sneak peak (with links) of your future office…

Let’s start with Don’s desk…I do love those solid-built, mid-century desks! Etsy seller, modernmidcenturyfurn has this lovely listed at $259:

This desk lamp is so Don Draper! Check it out from weareMFEO, listed at $59:

Don has a pair of drool-worthy chairs on the opposite side his desk! An initial search…

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A Tray for Everything and Then Some

A Tray for Everything and Then Some

Take a close look at the tray in the picture.  I found this tray about 3 days ago leaning against an old wicker laundry basket at a sale in my neighborhood.   I noticed it from about 40 feet away, and as I was walking towards it, I thought I was walking towards a painting.  but, as I got closer, I realized that it was a metal tray.  The colors on this tray are so rich and real, from the heavy dark gold tones on the borders of the tray, to the deep creams and peaches of the flowers, and the cobalt blue of the vase holding the bouquet.  I could not believe how beautiful it was.  I brought it home with me, not knowing at all what I would do with it.  It is pretty large, 22 inches by 17 inches.

I still could not believe that I had initially thought this tray was a painting. The depth of the colors is outstanding.   It deserves to be hanging on a wall in a place of Honor.   So I decided to pass it forward and put it in my Etsy shop, The Vintage Porch