‘It’s therapeutic isn’t it?’ he said. ‘Indeed’ I replied. Oh how kindred spirits immediately recognize their kind. Parting words exchanged with the owner of a little vintage/thrift store. Yesterday I had the day to myself, such a luxury in and of itself - all the more so because aside from a hair appointment, I had no concrete plains other than to roam about looking for inspiration - which started off at the thrift store. Digging through piles and boxes looking for treasure, free from the whining drone of a 4 yr old and fear of inquisitive fingers that can’t resist breakables, I was able to immerse myself totally in the hunt. Therapeutic indeed. It was the start to what would be a very great day. But you are probably wondering what this has to do with mixing patterns. Patience, grasshopper, I will get you there.
I spent much of the day hunting and scheming and dreaming. With a rather manic bent, I jammed as much as I could into one day. I visited thrift stores, Goodwill, antique shops - both in Cincy and Dayton - the beauty parlor for a much needed foil & trim, and rounded out the day seeing a movie with my mother. A movie, at the theater. Imagine! I haven’t seen a movie in the theater in 4 yrs. Les Mis. I was reduced to a puddle. Cried from start to finish. And I began my morning listening to the soundtrack and sobbed all over again.
Anyway, enough of the sob story. For those of you who follow me on the InstaV @chezviviv, you will know that I found a lot of inspiration yesterday, most of which I had to pass right on by because of budgetary and/or space constraints, but I nabbed a few great gems like these salad plates and earmarked others for a future rainy day in hopes that said rainy day comes very quickly on the heels of a miraculous money tree discovery. It would also seem that I need to hold some kind of sale as the mr has threatened to cut off a finger if I bring one more thing into this house and I found very many things I want to bring into this house yesterday.
It should come as no surprise that most of my finds yesterday were chinoiserie inspired. My love for chinoiserie is a never ending story as is my love of entertaining. Therefore, could not resist these plates. I love to mix and match my china and knew these would make a great addition to my collection. Love, love how they look with my green Limoges plates.
And that patterned bowl. Can we just have a minute? It. Is. Everything. I mean. Sadly, I could only find one so it will likely not end up on my table but it will look lovely in any vignette corralling a few of my shiny bits. All in all, a great and inspiring day. The thrill of the hunt. A rejuvenating pampering. The mix and match of high and low, thrift and pedigreed antique. The drama and catharsis of a musical. A pattern play of a day. Therapeutic indeed.
All photos/layous by mrs. V
kisses, mrs. V