My Own Little Brocante.

Okay, this is not technically the correct phrase; but "Brocante" is a new word to me. (Roving flea markets). Well, I don't have a traveling flea market, but I am in the process of setting up shop to display all I collect. I guess my passion for collecting objects, is not something I talk about very often...or is it? Regardless, I do love it and I have dreamed of selling my little treasures for many years. A few years ago, I tried my hand at owning a small boutique. It was exciting, but for many reasons; did not work out as I had hoped. I have to admit, that I was quite disillusioned when my little store didn't survive. Afterwards, I guess you can say I was depressed and essentially went into hiding. You know, dreams are a funny thing. Just because you try to put them away or ignore them, they never really go away. Even though, I tried to convince myself that I just needed to forget my dreams; I never could.


So, I am going back in, just taking a different approach. I am setting up shop at an antique store in The Heights. This approach works for me because I don't have to be there all time. I have so many other things on my plate; I can't spend the time a store requires. This is why my blogging has been a bit slowerlately. I've been a bit busy! I don't have pictures of my stuff yet (because I always like things to be just so...) but I am working very hard and should have pictures soon. I hope I haven't been babbling.
In the meantime here are pics of an amazing Parisian flea market. Oh, I dream of seeing one of the flea markets some day. I can only imagine the amazing treasures that one could find. Read more about this market at Apartment Therapy.

I would also like to apologize for being slow in responding to comments. I appreciate everyone taking time to share your thoughts with me. I really don't mean to ignore you guys. I hope to be back on track some time next week :)