Do you ever get tired of perfect Pinterest homescapes? Bloggers that have it all together? Well now’s your day to feel relieved, normal and possibly even superior. Yes, my house is a creative disaster area right now. The December Sage show is rushing up FAST and I’ve got everything started, nothing finished. My dining room table looks like this:
The kitchen counter looks like this:
Would you take this fabulous Tiki fabric to the thrift store?
I’m glad someone did–because now it’s MINE. (Okay, it will eventually end up at The Vintage Bazaar so YOU can adopt it.)
I never expect to find vintage tablecloths when I’m thrift shopping, but the past few months have been exceptionally surprising. Would you like to see my newest tiny table toppers?
First up, a bright sailcloth piece with Wilendur-style pattern blocks. (It doesn’t have a pink stain. I took a crummy photo. No one will pin it on Pinterest now.)
The United States Marine Corps is 239 years old today. Hooray!
They got their start on November 10, 1775 in Philadelphia as the Continental Marines. Sharpshooters from General Washington’s army who knew their way around boats were organized into two platoons. Their job was to do stuff like climb high into the swaying rigging of tall-masted American ships serving as our naval forces–we didn’t have an official navy yet—to fire at enemy officers.
Imagine yourself 100 feet over the deck of a madly tossing vessel, hanging on to the rigging while aiming a muzzle-loading weapon at a small target far away on the deck of a different madly tossing vessel.
Yes, the Marines have always done crazy manly stuff.
Here’s to the Leathernecks!
And here’s to all the nice-smelling ladies—especially the 1940s ones—who’ve landed their Marines!
Would you go five miles? Fifty? How about all of 10,000 miles?
Honestly, I wouldn’t go THAT far, so I had it sent to me instead. I bought a piece of art made from recycled linoleum and other vintage goodies from BettyJo Designs in Melbourne, Australia. Here’s a peek: