Showing posts with label vintage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vintage. Show all posts

Monday, August 22, 2011

Yellow Gloves

Yellow to begin the week! Gloves. Victorian. Elegant. Petite. Stylish. Stitching. Simple.






My sister received these awesome yellow Victorian gloves as a birthday present. They are nearly a century year old and hail from the family of her boyfriend, which makes them sweeter.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Irish Copper Creamers

Copper. Shine. Painted. Pair. 1800s. Tea set. Hostess. Power. Women. Tradition. Heritage. Ancestry. Connection.






This pair of copper creamers has been in my family for over two hundred years and dates back to my ancestors in Ireland. The tradition throughout the last two centuries has been to pass them on to the eldest daughter. My grandmother inherited them from her mother, and because she only had sons, the next girl in line was yours truly; someday I will have to bequeath them to my daughter, granddaughter, or if there is none, my sister's. 

The creamers themselves are gorgeous, with the shiny copper and the delicate paint, but it's the tradition behind them that makes them so meaningful--to think, two hundred years worth of women who have had these creamers in their homes, in their possession, and for whatever reason (there is no record of how or when this practice started) passing them on to their daughters and granddaughters. It is a privilege to have these and to share possession of them with the women I descended from.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Beaded Clutch

Clutch. Intricate. Petite. More beads. More vintage.






My sister and I were having fun rummaging through my bedroom today and I found some amazing purses that I completely forgot I owned. I found this at a vintage jewelry shop a while back; it's from the early 1960s, Saks Fifth Avenue. Betty Draper, anyone?

Red Tiered Earrings

Jewelry. Beads. Shiny. Retro. Classic. Simple. Versatile. Romantic. Perfect.






These are my favorite pair of earrings. 1950s vintage. They're innocently simple and delicate, and yet their feisty red color begs for some dangerously red lipstick. They were a Christmas gift from my boyfriend, which makes them all the more sweeter.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Royal Typewriter

Typewriter. 1930s. Novel. Candlelight. Literature. Inspiration. Genius. Love. Secretary. Sexy. Paper. Ink. Sound. Ideas. Intellect. Sentiment.






My mother gave me this typewriter when I graduated from high school, and it has been on display on my nightstand ever since. It belonged to my grandfather. It's a Royal Model O from ca. 1936. I need to get the ink ribbon replaced, but other than that it works beautifully. Words are pretty and inspiring, and so is vintage machinery.

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Lady Baltimore Suitcase

Suitcase. Travel. Jet-setting. Style. Class. Elegance. Independence. Freedom. Excitement. Expectation. Potential. Adventure. Ginger Rogers starring as Fred Astaire's damsel in distress at the train station, crying "Porter! Oh porter!"






I found this piece of Lady Baltimore luggage at an antique store a few years ago, and I got it out of my closet today to pack my things for a small trip up north with some family. Its white color, rounded edges, and silky purple interior demand a pillbox hat and a 1940s pencil skirt. Travel in style, and Fred Astaire will follow. (It worked for Ginger.)