Today Dennis and I ran an assortment of errands, ending with a quick pop into Hidden Stitch to check it out. Hidden Stitch is a new shop that upcycles furniture - refinishing, re-upholstering, etc. to make new but vintage-y looking pieces. Dennis had been following them on Facebook and wanted to see if there might be anything fun for our house. We're still keeping our eyes peeled for some new end tables for the living room.
One of the first things that I saw when we walked in was a large painting - three ships on a red velvet background. Holy crap! We used to have that exact same picture when I was growing up. My parents bought it "off some guy in a van" and were super excited because it went with their red velvet couch set.
The trip down memory lane didn't end there. I saw many more mementos from my childhood. For example, they had some pieces from Blue Mountain Pottery. I defy you to find one childhood from the 70s that did not include Blue Mountain somewhere in the house. It can't be done!
They also had a collection of these:
One of the first things that I saw when we walked in was a large painting - three ships on a red velvet background. Holy crap! We used to have that exact same picture when I was growing up. My parents bought it "off some guy in a van" and were super excited because it went with their red velvet couch set.
The trip down memory lane didn't end there. I saw many more mementos from my childhood. For example, they had some pieces from Blue Mountain Pottery. I defy you to find one childhood from the 70s that did not include Blue Mountain somewhere in the house. It can't be done!
They also had a collection of these:
Pennants! I had forgotten these exist but remember collecting them from various cities when I was a child. I couldn't even tell you which cities, but I remember the excitement of getting a new pennant for my room.
We had a good time perusing but didn't see anything for our living room. It wasn't until later that I realized, crap! I'm now at a point in my life when things from my childhood are considered vintage. There's a whole bunch of hipsters out there buying things to enjoy ironically. Things that I enjoyed unabashedly in my childhood. How did this happen?! Next thing you know, 1980s fashion will come back and everyone will be wearing neon jelly shoes and - dammit!
We had a good time perusing but didn't see anything for our living room. It wasn't until later that I realized, crap! I'm now at a point in my life when things from my childhood are considered vintage. There's a whole bunch of hipsters out there buying things to enjoy ironically. Things that I enjoyed unabashedly in my childhood. How did this happen?! Next thing you know, 1980s fashion will come back and everyone will be wearing neon jelly shoes and - dammit!