stitch n' bitch

I'm not sure why, but there is just something about repetitively pulling a needle and thread through cloth that makes me want to chat. It's been yonkers since I've been to a stitch n' bitch and now that I've taken up the needle and hoop again, I feel the need to get some ladies together for some down home crafting and some not so wholesome gossip.

I've tried joining a few local craft 'circles' but found the atmosphere a bit uninspiring and left feeling like I hadn't really gotten anything out of it. I was recently talking to a crafty/blogging friend who was saying that she had experienced the same thing as well. So it seems that social dynamics are often awkward to begin with and it obviously  takes a group time to develop those relationships to a point where the conversation is easy and uncensored. What happens then, when you want to get stuck right into it and can't be bothered with those awkward and tentative getting to know you conversations? Is it even possible to organise a stitch n' bitch that is just that, a stitch and a bitch?

So, I would like to organise a Stitch n' Bitch, for rude, friendly, highly social types with big mouths and even bigger opinions. If you live in Melbourne and would be interested in coming along, leave a comment and over then next month I'll set about organising one for a weekend in June.

all by my self

I am alone for the first time in almost two years, in my own house, by myself, without the family, completely and totally alone. You would think that this 'harpy of the home arts' would put this hard one freedom to good use by engaging in all manner of un-child friendly activities like welding or sharpening the collection of priceless, antique samurai swords or firring up the home still, but sadly no. All this poster girl for domestic Stockholm syndrome has managed to do for the last two hours is vacuum dog hair of the carpet.......what a waste.

Easter Sunday Marketeering

I thought I would post a few dodgy pic's of my Camberwell Market stall today. A slow start to the day had me wondering if it was worth the 4.30 am rise and shine time, but once the sun came out so did the cash and I finished with a bang. I sold over half my stock and made a nice bit of pocket money to fund a few more thrift adventures. 

On a side note, my absence on Easter Sunday meant leaving Mr Curbside in charge of the Easter Egg hunt........I came home to some very scary scenes and frankly the rest of my day has involved wrestling chocolate crazed children from crawling up the walls. Who gives a three year old and a one year old an entire basket of chocolate eggs and tells them to go for it? Seriously.

this little piggy

is off to Camberwell Market in the morning, bright and early and *loaded* with some fantastic vintage pieces.

I've been away all week visiting family and haven't had much time to photograph my favourites, but hopefully the sun will hold out and I'll get some pictures for you before they all sell.

If you want to come and say hi I'll be in stall 253 which is in the little nook, near the centre, undercover walkway near the main entrance. Just look for the stall with the green, 60's shade umbrella.

touching base with a bit of thrift candy

I just thought I would stick my head into Blogland to say a quick 'Hello', let you all know I'm still alive and offer up a bit of cheeky thrift candy to make up for my absence. If Bloggers were family then I would be the dodgy dad who takes off for months at a time, never has enough cash to pay the school fees and consistently  forgets your birthday but tries to make up for it when your sixteen by taking you to the strippers.  Quality stuff.

All of the little treasures laid out before you are destined for my stall at the Camberwell next weekend. I'm especially fond of the little big eye print that looks disturbingly like an adolescent Rowan Atkinson and the turquoise filofax but my hands down favourites would have to be the copper and enamel dishes. I've collected a few of these recently and now need to decided if I keep them or sell them? The rules are (as laid out by my no longer so patient husband) that if I want to keep anything, something else has to go.... but what do I send the the thrift equivilent of the gallows in their stead?  

That is the question.

to market to market

 Antique, hay stuffed bunny, so soft and lovely. 

 Vintage, clip on earrings, super big and shiny and oh so fabulous.

 Here kitty kitty, sweet little vintage tin.

Classic Melmac bbq plate (one of a pair). I wonder if this dude is anything like Don Draper?

to buy a fat pig........and possibly sell some sweet vintage finds from the weekend.

These babies are just a small taste of some of the finds from the last week. My next Camberwell Market stall is this Sunday (April 3) so I've been stupidly busy scouring op shop's, school fetes, trash and treasures and some other top secret places looking for pretty things for people to buy. I'm hoping to have the prettiest stall at the market and would love for you to come and visit me if you're in the area (toilet breaks are always appreciated). I will be located at the bottom of the car park, in the nook just opposite the 'Market' sign. I'll be the stall looking all pretty and stuff.

flea market finds

 

Iv'e Just gotten back from Camberwell market, I had my first stall there today and it was lot's of fun. It was a great opportunity to flip some stuff, pocket some cash and make some room, but the 5.30 start almost killed me. Big thanks to Cintia for saving my life and coming to relieve me for a toilet break. I swear I would have drowned if it were not for her timely humanitarian effort.

 I found lots of cool things this week to go on my stand and a couple of things I will definitely keep for myself. 

1- hilarious plastic cup featuring a "Bobby' policeman, a buxom prostitute and a hairy chested hippy, I was just saying to Andrew that children don't get enough Cop's, Pro's and Rock n' Roll Hippies in there lives.

2- Psychedelic silk sunglasses cases (try saying that 5 times fast).

3- Silver teaspoons, I love the scallop shell shape of these spoons.

4- Viking embroidered cushions, these would have to be one of the coolest finds I've had in ages, I feel like I hit the jackpot with these babies.

Thanks for stopping by, for more flea market fancies why not pop over and visit Sophie at Her Library Adventures and Selena Apron Thrift Girl

Tally Ho, Chums