Antiquing ... Make That Vintage-ing
When we were at Mama Leone's last week, I picked up a flier for an estate sale in Eutaw. This was just the thing I've been waiting for! I need some antiques to fill up my antique house.
Unfortunately, we were a little too broke for this event. The estate sale was held in a gorgeous historic house behind Kirkwood (I'd guess 1840s) that we later found out was the home of an interior designer. It was chock full of gorgeous antiques but the house renovation comes first, furniture later. I drooled over an 1840s grandmother clock with faux wood grain, but alas, it was out of our league.
But good did come from the sale! We met Mr. Parkins, who we're buying the house from. Jean from the pizza place introduced us. He told us his parents were from Atlanta and bought the house in Eutaw after they retired in the late '60s or early '70s. He said they are the ones who enclosed the back hall (formerly a porch) and added on the back bedroom and the aluminum siding across the back. They redid the kitchen and bathrooms, also. It's good to know some history about the house's remuddling, but I still have some unanswered questions.
When we got back to Tuscaloosa, I convinced Darwin to stop in a couple of antique stores. Here, the antique stores are more like "vintage" stores ... rarely (if ever) anything older than 100 years. We debated about a 1920s mahogany dining table and ended up buying a 1930s wing chair to go in front of one of the fireplaces. Nothing fancy, but hey - we're not fancy people.
I packed like a maniac all last week. Thursday night we packed the workshop. I was dreading it, but my dollhouse stuff all fit neatly in one box. And now it's all organized for when I unpack it in the new, larger, air-conditioned workshop!
Unfortunately, we were a little too broke for this event. The estate sale was held in a gorgeous historic house behind Kirkwood (I'd guess 1840s) that we later found out was the home of an interior designer. It was chock full of gorgeous antiques but the house renovation comes first, furniture later. I drooled over an 1840s grandmother clock with faux wood grain, but alas, it was out of our league.
But good did come from the sale! We met Mr. Parkins, who we're buying the house from. Jean from the pizza place introduced us. He told us his parents were from Atlanta and bought the house in Eutaw after they retired in the late '60s or early '70s. He said they are the ones who enclosed the back hall (formerly a porch) and added on the back bedroom and the aluminum siding across the back. They redid the kitchen and bathrooms, also. It's good to know some history about the house's remuddling, but I still have some unanswered questions.
When we got back to Tuscaloosa, I convinced Darwin to stop in a couple of antique stores. Here, the antique stores are more like "vintage" stores ... rarely (if ever) anything older than 100 years. We debated about a 1920s mahogany dining table and ended up buying a 1930s wing chair to go in front of one of the fireplaces. Nothing fancy, but hey - we're not fancy people.
I packed like a maniac all last week. Thursday night we packed the workshop. I was dreading it, but my dollhouse stuff all fit neatly in one box. And now it's all organized for when I unpack it in the new, larger, air-conditioned workshop!
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