Despite annoying wind and serious mud, it was a great, great show. Laura (my sister) and I are flea market junkies, and my kids are still little enough that I can cart them around in strollers. My brother-in-law, Mike (Laura’s husband) decided to come too (he’s a fool for glassware and random kitsch) and I even convinced my husband, Allen, to come. When I saw the mud and felt the wind, I started to second-guess my choice to bring the kiddies. But it warmed and turned out pretty super-tacular in the end.
The main thing Allen and I were looking for was a new kitchen table. I bought one at the Springfield Antiques Show & Flea Market last year, and I’ve written about it here. As much as I love the 40s/50s metal table, it’s just too narrow (especially now that we have two kids). Allen spotted this fabulous Heywood Wakefield original, and I got that stirring feeling in my gut like this was probably going to be The Table. After checking out its features (it folds down super small, perfect for our kitchen), and doing a little bargaining (I love bargaining), we snatched it up for $200. (You can find the vintage stuff at markets like this one, but the Heywood Wakefield name was a bought, and the current company makes new furniture in the spirit of the vintage stuff).
Oh, and we’ve already eaten our first meal at the new table. I love that hundreds of meals have probably been enjoyed at this table. Discussions, stories, arguments, jokes, tears, big announcements—they’re all part of our table’s history.
That’s why I love vintage.
























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