Our Antique Yard Sale Haul

If you have been following our blog for any stretch of time you know we LOVE everything vintage, chippy, "old", well loved and anything that has a history. Unique, antique, vintage and shabby chic are some of our very favorite words. Who needs coffee when you have words like that to wake you up! 

SOOOOOOOOOOOO when we happened to pop into the wonderful world of Facebook and noticed a local yard sale notification that contained the words "Primitive", "Vintage" and "Antiques" we knew how we would be spending our Saturday!! 

Mr. Cottage had to work that afternoon but he took mom anyway because the truth is he loves a good treasure hunt as much as we do. We've trained him well *WINK*.

They soon returned with two gorgeous wicker chairs, a box full of musty yellowed vintage pillowcases, silver cutlery, Christmas records and another carload waiting to be picked up. These are the days we opted for the Pathfinder instead of a little car like Mr. Cottage. I swear that thing is like the wardrobe from Narnia- it's bigger on the inside. 

Upon further investigation of the box, it turned out we had scored 30 beautiful pillow slips, all matched sets and all needing a good soak. Mom put them in the tub to soak (tutorial coming soon!) while Mr. Cottage and I picked up the rest of our treasures.

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Mom and I swapped so that I could help Mr. Cottage lift the rest into the car -let me pause here to say that Mr. Cottage and I are both enablers... when we left home it was to pick up a wicker table & love seat and a prayer chair, we returned home with a few other treasures...

This amazing chair was originally from Germany the lady selling it found it and 8 or 9 others in Florida, they've been sitting in her garage until the yard sale. She thought it was from the 1800's!!

Once there (PS the house was absolutely drool-worthy!!!!!) we loaded up the rest of the wicker and prayer chair and then I got the bright idea to look around. And then I saw it. A chippy-gorgeous-must-have-little-white chest. Now I've had an addiction to trunks since I was six... so of course I HAD to have it.

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 It just so happens I didn't stop there- my purse probably wishes I did but without mom to be the voice of reason and Mr. Cottage urging me on I continued through Antique Heaven drooling all the way. And suddenly stopped in my tracks, Mr. Cottage practically stumbling over me. I grabbed his arm with a little more force than necessary and shook it as if to pass on some of my excitement. For a minute I was speechless, taking it all in...

There before me, was one of my great loves!

Stacked as tall as I am.

Vintage, chippy, worn, well loved... in all of their glory- SUITCASES! 

Not the brand spanking new ones you find in stores, OLD ONES.

Old ones with stories and a musty haven't been opened in years, well traveled and well worn. Just the way I like them! Immediately  I drug dad over and fell in love with the big black one at the bottom of the stack, with initials embossed next to the handle and rusty latches.

We are going to have a blast incorporating these beautiful pieces into the house! Stay tuned to see where they end up!!