Showing posts with label flea market. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flea market. Show all posts

Monday, August 22, 2011

A trip to the flea market

A little disheveled, a little wrinkled, we made our way to the local flea market on Sunday morning.
Fresh food, giant fake ice cream cones, dogs in strollers, and a plethora of junk and treasure. What more could one ask for out of a Sunday morning stroll?
We give the Raleigh flea market two thumbs up and hope to go back and purchase a few things (handmade leather belts, I'm talking to you). I am a little sad we didn't see any taxidermy squirrel soldiers, but maybe next time. How was your weekend? 

Saturday, June 20, 2009

Flea Market and a Squirrel Confederate Soldier

I'm going to describe this morning's trip to the flea market with a series of words:
hot
dirty
redneck
squirrel
Needless to say, it was awesome. Here's what we bought:
This pastel drawing was too sweet to pass up. I'm going to repaint the frame. Priced at $4.
This is a simple lamp with a lot of potential. The base is already a nice sea foam color and I think I'm going to cover the shade in fabric (and maybe resell it?). Priced at $2.
These are very old post cards with images from around Georgia. We bought three with historic homes in Athens and one of the old State Penitentiary. I'm going to frame them in a group.
These were the most expensive things we bought, but B loved them and who am I to argue? 4 for $10.
You're dangerously close to being able to see my undies...Anyway, this mirror is going to be converted to a chalkboard. You'll be seeing it again, I'm sure. This baby sold for $3.
A small (orange!) rug for our bathroom, priced at $4.
I am most excited about this chair because I'm going to repaint the frame and recover the seat. For $5, it's the perfect first DIY "reupholster" chair project.
Here's what I wish we had bought:
I immediately wanted this pristine white elephant, but it was towards the very beginning of our trip and I thought I'd come back for it (I was too sweaty and carrying too much stuff when it was all said and done so now it's gone).
I don't really have a good excuse as to why I didn't buy this but I thought the $18 price tag was a bit much (I know, call cheap wad if you like.)
I liked the lining on this picnic basket but, seriously, I'd probably never use it.
These two items were hilarious, but they are going to have to find a home elsewhere.
The red, phallic glass thing...
And the Confederate Squirrel soldier (WHAT?!!!!!!!!)
The man who "made" this artful creation was very suspicious of me taking photographs of "it." I wanted to say, "Dude, don't worry, NOBODY is going to steal this idea."
And finally, a few random tidbits for you...
  • A man offered to buy my camera for $10 and I almost laughed straight in his face until I realized he was serious.
  • I overheard another man saying that he almost got ran over because he wanted to pick up a dead squirrel he found on the side of the road. He asked his buddy to keep his eye's peeled for future road kill.
  • My least favorite items at the flea market were, puppies, roosters, turkeys, pornography, and toilet paper.
I'd say, overall, a very successful trip (can't say as much for the squirrel, poor guy.) Let's see what magic I can work on our little found treasures.
How do you feel about flea markets?
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