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Friday, January 24, 2014

City Wide Sale This Weekend!

When it comes to French Monograms and English 
silver, say yes.  Always say yes!
It's time for City-Wide Garage Sale!  And January's show is huge.  My vintage goodies will be there along with 131 other exhibitors.  The show dates and times are tomorrow, Saturday, January 25, 10 am - 5 pm and Sunday, the 26th, 11 am - 5 pm at the Palmer Events Center, 900 Barton Springs Rd here in Austin.  Admission is $6 for adults and free for ages 12 and under. Early Shopper Passes can be purchased for $10 Saturday morning, giving you early access to the show between 8:30a-10am. 

The Vintage Laundry will be in the third row in  a corner spot in spaces 313 and 320.  Come shop our lovely monogrammed napkins or pick up some silver, a damask tablecloth, or vintage china for that dinner party you've been planning!

Bet you didn't know that Austin's recent snow and ice clouds had silver linings . . . . 

lots and lots of silver linings!

We can actually promise you a rose garden . . .
sure, our roses are on vintage china, but still!

The Vintage Laundry will be in the third row in  a corner spot in spaces 313 and 320

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Tuesday Ta Da!

I am not, intrinsically, one of those people put in this world to meet deadlines.  Despite this handicap, I persist in trying.  I missed the reveal for the DIY upcycled champagne lamps on Makers Monday.  So, I thought I could try and save face and sneak by with a Tuesday Ta Da post to show you how they turned out, but unfortunately I committed to a four day show out of town last week and simply didn't finish what I started.  This serves as a brilliant illustration of how I've made a much closer acquaintance with over-committing than I am entirely happy with … 
So, basically, what I'm saying is … I got nothin.

Perhaps I can get my "To Do List" done by next Monday!

Photo courtesy A Pair of Pears

Friday, January 17, 2014

Come See Me in Fredericksburg!

Come see me this Friday, Saturday and Sunday at Fredericksburg Trade Days at Sunday Farms in Fredericksburg, Texas.  This show is famous for its antiques, collectibles, tools, crafts, shabby chic, primitives, vintage furniture, candles, clothing and jewelry.  You can shop with over 350 vendors in 6 barns.  Picturesque Sunday Farms is surrounded by local wineries, Lavender trails, the Pedernales River, delicious country peaches, Luckenbach, Enchanted Rock, and hundreds of bed and breakfasts.  Fredericksburg Trade Days also hosts a Biergarten that offers over 50 varieties of beer and live music. 

I'll be in Barn 3 in spaces 11 and 12.

January 17th, 18th & 19th, 2014
9 a.m. - 6 p.m. Friday & Saturday
9 a.m. - 4 p.m. Sunday

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Monday, January 13, 2014

Makers Monday: DIY Champagne Lamps

See you next Monday with the "How To"  steps to make it happen!!

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Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Merry Christmas And Happy 2014

Merry Christmas and Happy 2014 from all of us at THEVINTAGELAUNDRY.COM

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Thursday, December 12, 2013

Heavy Sigh, Face-palm With an Eye Roll Dismount

It has been proven to me again, and again that life is a great unfolding ... that opportunities, wisdom, and understanding will be revealed to me as I go along. I wait, as patiently as an instant-gratification junky can wait, for cues from the universe as to what I should fix my gaze and energies upon next. But here's the thing … and I hate "The Thing" …especially "my" thing. Because my thing is … STARTING. I'm a marvelous starter, a comer-upper of great ideas, an enthusiastic believer that if you work and live and love hard enough that everything is possible. I've started hundreds of things, DIY projects, blog posts, paintings, book writings, entrepreneurial ventures, relationships, conversations, thoughts, sentences … the list is endless and more than a little embarrassing. But here's my "Un-Thing" … FINISHING. I'm like the opposite, evil twin of a premature ejaculation … the iceman never cometh, if you know what I'm sayin'.

And, naturally, the only logical next step in my ever-so-cluttered mind is to start a new project … (insert face-palm.) The new project is a book (insert combination heavy sigh, face-palm with an eye roll dismount.) The chapters are good-natured pokes at all that is me, but are also turning out to be a kind of love letters to myself and to others that share "The Thing." Writing about this has offered me a revelation that although I want to escape, running and screaming from this utterly frustrating habit I have of putting off till tomorrow what I could do the day after tomorrow - I've just decided to embrace it. Because, as they say, you are defined not so much by your imperfect moments, but by your reactions to them. 

So, only time will tell if I can see this "reaction" through to the end … wish me luck, think "finishing thoughts" and if necessary shame me into completing and publishing it.

Below is a snippet from one of the thirty-five chapters in the book. I hope you enjoy and have a marvelous Thursday!

Chapter 1


Read Label Before Use

You know how packaged products are required to have a label listing ingredients and such? Well, I think some people should come with them, as well … and I'm sorry to say, that I'm one of them! Before you even think of speaking to me or engaging me in any manner, you should probably read my label. It has recommendations for your use and safety (see label below.)

Nutritional Facts:

Calories: None of your business
Sodium:  Queen of the Swelling & Bloating Float in the High Blood Pressure & Congestive Heart Failure Thanksgiving Day Parade
Carbohydrates:  Girl please!
Sugar:  Can I get a witness?!

LeAnn Stephenson is fun for the whole family. Made from 100% morose introspection and existential crisis, she was founded in Alamogordo, New Mexico in 1965. She played in the White Sands Basin Range where, twenty years earlier, the Trinity nuclear (atomic) bomb was tested (which explains a lot.) She contains more than 75% of the world's eyebrow hair (see nuclear bomb) and in a blind taste test, 2 out of 5 children tested chose LeAnn Stephenson as their mother.


LeAnn Stephenson's singing voice has been described as "very disturbing." 

So, as you can see, I may appear to be perfectly harmless, but I can assure you that I am anything but.

For starters ...

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Monday, December 9, 2013

Catnip Roasting on an Open Fire

We have a crazy cat.  She's called Eva June.  She's a beautiful Maine Coon with striking yellow-green eyes . . . . she's also the spawn of Satan . . .  wicked, evil, mean, and totally unsocial.  She won't let anyone touch her, except me and on occasion my daughter, who's her Mom (but not her real Mom). Most of the time I want to dragon-kick her across the room for using the furniture as her own personal scratching post or string her up by her elbows for hacking up little kitty cigars that I will, without fail, step in with bare feet.  But, for some reason, when she does want to cuddle, I'm her girl.  Which makes me fairly sure that if we were trapped in the house in a blizzard and everyone died . . . . She'd totally eat me last.

I tell you that to tell you this, Christmas decorating at our house is like hugging our crazy cat, "Evil June:"  a little dangerous, a little warm, and a lot of awesome.  Tradition follows that we crank up the psychotically-challenged Christmas carols in her honor.  To start, we play the old standard, "Do You Hear What I Hear?" to soothe Eva's schizophrenia.  We celebrate her multiple personalities with, "We Three Kings of Disorient Are" and poke fun at her paranoia with, "Santa Claws Is Coming To Get You." As a tribute to her dementia we play, "I 'Think' I'll Be Home For Christmas" followed closely by her personality disorder's favorite, "You Better Watch Out, I'm Gonna Cry, I'm Gonna Pee, Maybe I'll Tell You Why."  And finally we all join in with a rousing-ly manic rendition of, "Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Office and the Stores and the Cars and the Buses and Trucks and Trees and Fire Hydrants and . . ."

Hope your Christmas decorating is bright, beautiful, and full of crazy kitty power.  Here are few photos of our efforts.

We hung our Christmas wreath on our newly painted door! We added a bit of vintage silver and a wide red satin ribbon to our boxwood wreath to give it a little patina.
My girl baby was home from university and got to hang all of her childhood ornaments and reminisce . . .  she loves to decorate the Christmas tree

… and my baby boy just loves the Christmas tree!

Baby It Was Cold Outside!  
We had temperatures in the teens during our decorating extravaganza, so, the Hubbs 
built a roaring fire, chilled a bottle of champagne and threw down a sheepskin rug  to 
keep our tootsies warm!

And it just wouldn't feel right without our vintage ornaments.
I'm kind of partial to our Shiny Brite collections! I love to contain them in apothecary jars on the mantel, in silver Revere bowls on side tables and in niches!

And this is what happens when I clean vintage brass and gold flatware all afternoon . . .
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