I was coming out of the flea market
when I saw one of my favorite vendors
Cyndi's shop was the first place I had a booth.
She managed a large flea market and I
had a small corner. She said she really liked
my style and wanted me to move with her
to her new shop.
I did. It was a renovated
men's store. My spot was
a small dressing room that I could
hardly turn around it, but
it was perfect for me.
I made it mine. It was ideal for my all white.
Now we would be working close to each other again.
Back to my story...
In the back seat she had two suitcases.
I was unloading her trunk before she could get in.
(Don't you just hate people like me!)
She does great presentations. But being my sweet friend, she sold them to me for $11, A STEAL! The small one for $5 and the large one for $6. I'm sure she was going to sell for more.
Inside and out, they were in pristine condition.
She said they were her mother-in-laws.
They smelled like Chanel #5 on the inside.
Her MIL lives in Charleston, SC and is
a true Southern Bell. Everything she
has is first class. She had a shop in Charleston
for several years.
I placed them atop my mama's quilt and the wooden
box that I bought recently to add to the room
that I am working on. I will paint it soon, I think.
Just moving them around for now.
Please pardon the cord.
Have you ever seen this color in vintage luggage?