Something that I didn’t know before this month about Hanover: There is a Vintage fair thing going on not too far from where I live every second Saturday of the month. Coinciding with Scoundrel’s only weekend at home for quite a while and me having taken the day of for the occasion we decided to take a look at it.
I’d say that for vintage the prices were reasonable most of the time but what befuddled me was that the different “teams” (Vintage Wonderland is a collab between several antique and vintage dealers) had such wildly varying prices between them.
Then again I’m rather spoiled by my local thrift store prices anyway, so no complaints, really.
I was a bit sad that there were so little dresses and clothing in general but maybe I’ll have better luck next time! There were a bunch of antique linen nightgowns for both men and women, too, but Scoundrel, sensible person that he is, talked me out of getting one. *sigh*
I wish Mattel would make a retro design line with the old Barbie artwork from the 70s. It’s just so pretty and romantic and I think I still have a Barbie doll dress or two from that time that I inherited from my Mum and her cousins.
There were books, too, in the children’s section (and scattered throughout the place anyway), and when I opened one of them the marked sentence just jumped at me:
Scoundrel pointed this very special arrangement out to me – I have no idea if the pistol (a toy, of course, and I pushed the clothing aside a little to make it show at all) hidden under all the frilly doll dresses was a mere coincidence or a beautifully arranged work of art. One way or the other I really appreciated this. Very tumblr aesthetic-worthy.
As mentioned above mid-century part of the Wonderland was strangely high-prized in comparison to the rest which wasn’t really all within my personal budget but still seemed reasonable for most things. Well, it’s (more or less) curated vintage, after all, not a charity thrift shop. I was strangely fascinated by these colourful shot tins nevertheless.
I’ve been thinking about building my own family history with pictures like these, thrifted old photographs to make up stories to about adventures and star-crossed lovers and strange pastimes of long-disappeared relatives.
I was rather tempted by the pots and saucieres below, but what for? Our kitchen is stocked and we rarely entertain without just having dinner on the sofa. Maybe next time I’ll find a purpose for one of them and take it home…
Coming here was a truly inspiring adventure, even though it was incredibly crowded. But now that I’ve been there I think I won’t be as intimidated when I return at some point, hopefully still in 2017. Until next time, Wonderland!