Guess where we spent this Friday and Saturday?? Exploring the seemingly endless tables at the mother of all flea markets in Brimfield Mass. To be honest, I didn't even know it existed until I started writing this blog and some of you alerted me to it years ago. I've always wanted to go but something had stopped me up until this weekend.
There is almost nothing I enjoy more than a good flea and this was not a let down. If it exists, it can be found here. Everything from complete junk that you wouldn't want to touch to high end furniture was all on display here.
More than buying I love to look - the displays, the collections, the styling, the good and the bad.
It wasn't all roses and sunshine. For one thing most items were too expensive but there were some gems if you looked hard enough. Some sellers were quite nasty (one nearly attacked me when I wanted to take a photo of her booth.), some were out and out fibbers (one claimed a mirror was from the 17th century when it was made out of plastic! Huh?)
All this is par for the course when it comes to thrifting so it didn't bother me too much. I did come home with a few treasures that I'll share with you in another post.
I hope to go back to Brimfield next year!
Who else was there with me?