When our friend Rachael asked us if we’d be interested in joining her this past weekend for a Sunday stroll through The Vintage Bazaar, we couldn’t tie our shoes on fast enough. First of all, holy cow. How did we not know about this? Second of all, we thank our lucky stars for gals like her to keep these two in the know.
Held in our neighborhood’s fabulous Congress Theater, The Vintage Bazaar held their second “pop-up flea market” to a crowd of thousands. It was hot (enter ponytail), packed to the gills, and amazing. This lovely, thrifty mecca was founded by Katherine Raz and Libby Alexander. Simply put (in their own words), the bazaar is “a vintage and antiques marketplace for the thrifty set, filled with reasonable priced vintage and antique decor, furniture, clothing, and accessories.” The thrifty set? Ah, yes. Us.
We weren’t sure what to expect, but skimming their website left us salivating. Armed with our camera and enough cash (not too much for guilt, but not too little in the case of the omg-gotta-have-it), we arrived 20 minutes after the doors opened. Greeted with homemade goodies from Hoosier Mama Pies and frosty beers provided by the beverage stations, we knew we would not be disappointed.
After making a mental note to grab pastries on the way out, we joined the ranks and tossed ourselves into the mix. Massive shelves of kitschy baubles ran aplenty, displayed alongside gorgeous lamps, too-cute curtain panels, marble tables, mid-century chairs, and eclectic collections of original art.
We were definitely sad to leave some items behind (a retro set of aluminum table lamps come to mind), but we did score a few things of our own. As soon as Rachael pulled this sweet turtle from the shelf, I was instantly reminded of the same jewelry case from my childhood – right down to the stamp on his underbelly (reminding the buyer he was “Made in Korea,” of course).
Right down to those gaudy gold guts, I began to wonder if this was my turtle. I mentally retraced the steps in my mind, trying to pin point the moment that I went from kid-turtle-owner to turtle-less. Doing my best to remain rational, I realized that over the years, it couldn’t have been mine (could it?). Regardless, it didn’t stop me from pleading with the hubs to negotiate a friendly deal.
Considering I stash my precious wedding band on the nozzle of my favorite perfume bottle (hey, I’m not a big jewelry girl), I feel so much better knowing that at the end of the day, they’ll land in the belly of this guy. He’s perfect as-is, but I wonder how he’ll clean up with a glossy coat of paint?
And while I may not own many bangles, I am a girl who loves a handbag. One more can’t hurt. (Really, Scott, I needed this one.) After debating the price tag for too long, I eventually put my bargaining skills to work and talked the vendor down to a solid deal. The burgundy leather stole my heart, and those two flaps open to reveal double pockets.
But believe it or not, our holy grail was found in the first 10 minutes. For just 15 bones, we like to think it was a drop in the bucket. You better believe we’ll gussy it up with a fresh coat of color, that is, once we figure out where it will go.
A few hours later, we left satisfied and eager to put our new finds to use. And as expected, we all felt a few bills lighter. Rachael scored a duo of crystal bedside lamps and the most adorable glass jar for housing kitty treats. Which, of course, had me wishing I’d snagged a doggie dessert dish of my own. It’s contagious, I tell you.
And here it is, Monday again. A happy day to you all and an even better week ahead! But now we wonder, how was your weekend? Any other Windy City locals out there have a vintage-bazaar-story to dish? Or perhaps your own city is wrapping up their summer with some fun events of their own? Let’s hear it.