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I grew up loving old things and wanting to save them, encouraged by my grandmother's use of the Great Depression-inspired adage, "Waste not, want not." By then, she could afford to buy new what she wanted, but she darned her hosiery, mended anything fabric in the house that needed "fixing" and generally "made do" before it became a catch phrase.

Both my grandmother and mother wore hats and other glam accessories when I was a child, and if I'd lived in the same house all my life--preferable a large domicile with a huge attic--I'd have saved everything--I mean, EVERYTHING!--and stuffed that attic right up to the eaves.

Alas, my life has been peripetatic, and I've only set down real roots the past ten years. That's when I began to give in to the urge to collect those things that I missed from my childhood. I started with Depression Glass, collecting mainly the…

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  • Female
  • Born on June 30
  • Joined November 23, 2009

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Beautiful glass, glittery metallics, soft and textured fabrics, Art Deco patterns, anything that can be used for a clever and different use than its original purpose

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I grew up loving old things and wanting to save them, encouraged by my grandmother's use of the Great Depression-inspired adage, "Waste not, want not." By then, she could afford to buy new what she wanted, but she darned her hosiery, mended anything fabric in the house that needed "fixing" and generally "made do" before it became a catch phrase.

Both my grandmother and mother wore hats and other glam accessories when I was a child, and if I'd lived in the same house all my life--preferable a large domicile with a huge attic--I'd have saved everything--I mean, EVERYTHING!--and stuffed that attic right up to the eaves.

Alas, my life has been peripetatic, and I've only set down real roots the past ten years. That's when I began to give in to the urge to collect those things that I missed from my childhood. I started with Depression Glass, collecting mainly the pink shades Mom loved.

From there, my collecting diversified to include vintage ladies' hats from several decades (almost an obsession), evening bags, jewelry and other vintage accessories.

I haunted estate sales, auctions and other venues to find the pieces set my mind on. In the process, I also collected housewares, kitchsy kitchenware, and all sorts of embroidered and crocheted doilies and vanity scarves, napkins, etc.

A crocheted doily with the pineapple pattern was not just a visual, but almost a complete sensory and heartfelt remembrance of similar ones turning up on furniture surfaces as my mother perfected her crocheting skill.

So...I collected...and collected...and collected some more, until the day came when my collection used up more living space in my home than was left over for me. What to do when that happens?

Why, open a vintage shop and sell the collectibles that one can bear to part with, until such time as there is room to...whatever else? Collect some more!

I hope you have fun looking at these vintage things and imagining them in your life--in everyday use, on display, as part of your own growing collection, or as photo or stage props--for whatever reason your heart desires.

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