Remember this little senorita from Scott Market in March? Yep, the one thing I thought I couldn’t live without in the loft. I was hoping I would be as fortunate to find such great treasures this month, so I rubbed her, uh, severed neck for good luck and set out last weekend for the hunt.
My children three had to accompany me to Scott’s. So how does one instill a love of antiques and collectibles in a young, easily bored sweet vegan soul and create pleasant memories?
You bribe their little hineys with the promise of sweet decadent desserts from the food vendors IF they do not touch or complain or jump around like monkeys. You people who go to Scott’s know what those cakes look like, and then one is like, “Huh? Me? Vegan? Not at the moment.” And, nope, no sharing required. Pick your own. Whatever you like. Let Mommy shop. Let’s have fun. We’ll eat our chickpea patties and rice milk and flax meal tomorrow.
And that went over swimmingly. Guess who has good memories of Scott’s? My three children, that’s who. At the cost of $15 in desserts (and fruit).
The children were good, the spoils were not. Although, I did find this great chair that will be fine and dandy in the loft studio. It cost me all of $10. Now I’m hunting for the perfect fun fabric in which to reupholster it.
So let’s review: chair, $10. Desserts, $15. Spending time with my children while also doing something that I love, yeah, definitely priceless. But do I want to take them again next month? No way, Jose. We’ll love it up at home and leave Scott’s for the big girls.
Before I wrap up this post, here is another little peek at the loft goods:
Remember the bamboo table I found on the way to eat at The Grit? It’s primed and now waiting for me to decide what color to paint it. And, the Bertoias are loft bound, too.
This mammoth table hails from a North Carolina Salvation Army. I had to take it apart to fit it in my SUV so that is why the top is lopsided. It will make a fabulous project table–still not sure what color to paint this one either. And, by the way, I love a messy studio…it means we’ve been busy making art.