There’s a heat wave making its way through the East Coast, and everyone is mad about it. I’ve run out of dresses to wear and have somehow finagled a questionable pencil skirt/tank top combo that is keeping me somewhat cool. People are pouring sweat on the streets (well, not in Cleveland Circle, where they just take their clothes off). Stores and restaurants are overcompensating with freezing cold air conditioning. And apparently Boston.com is predicting that it will be so hot out tomorrow – comparable to some kind of nuclear reaction – that only your sunglasses will save you.
Antiquing: The Highs and Lows of a Day at the Flea Market
On Sunday, my friends Katie, Lindsey and myself headed out to Brimfield, MA for the Brimfield Antique Show. This was my first ever antique show. However, I have been to the Swap Shop in Fort Lauderdale, FL many times, and I can safely say that Brimfield is way classier, yet, still, not very classy at all, if that’s possible.
They say one man’s trash is another man’s treasure, and that was never more clear to me than on Sunday. While some booths contained beautiful furniture, glass fixtures, and jewelry, others were selling baby doll heads and used socks. I’m not totally sure what the exact definition of “antique” is, but I know it does not include gum wrappers or old oil cans.
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