Antique Hunting

I love all things old & vintage, this stems from many an hour spent as a youngster trawling for antiques with my parents. These hours spent in musty smelling shops and warehouses have translated into a particular love of spending hours now looking at items, coveting forgotten about objects and rummaging at antique fairs.
Since I knew Mr Taffeta Ramblings would be tied up with all things football related last weekend, I took the opportunity to visit one of the biggest antique markets I have ever been to. The fur coats, ceramics and silver was piled high - though I think I lowered the average attendee age at 10am by quite a lot - from diamonds to taxidermy this fair had it all.

I am not quite ready to put on the bright fleeces of Bargain Hunt, give me a few years, but I do love the rush of not knowing what you will find and what I could potentially be giving a new home to. I was trying to be good on Saturday but somehow browsing turned to buying and I left with a blanket box, a birdcage (doesn't every girl need one in a very Audrey Hepburn Breakfast at Tiffany's apartment kind of way), some 1950s advertisement prints and a silver tray. I had to try & sneak them home without the boy noticing, unfortunately the blanket box was hard to miss!

Blanket box & bidcage

The blanket box's new life as my living room coffee table

Am I alone in my love all things old & musty? xxx