While driving home the other day, we came across a thrift store close to Pavia. It didn't look very promising from the outside and the first floor of the store didn't do anything to raise my pulse. It was crammed with junk, not even vintage junk mind you, but cheap, ugly mass produced things for the house plus some very kitschy Christmas decorations (I have to admit that I tried to convince A that we should get a hideous garland, but it was an absolute no-go). Knowing that sometimes the crappiest stores are where you make the best finds, I continued upstairs and there it was: an entire room filled with vintage clothes and shoes. As we started going through the racks, I realized that this is the place I've been looking for in Italy. The prices were close to nothing, there were some pretty great stuff and I will absolutely go back there as often as I can. I picked up this beautiful hand crocheted cardigan in the picture above for 3 EUR. It's in an amazing condition and someone even bothered to sew in an extra button in case I'd lose one. How sweet?! It has some really great details and the fit and colour is perfect! Could not be happier with this one. The leather bag in the pic is another vintage treasure I found at a Mercatopoli outside of Bergamo. I think it's a camera bag but it's great for everything; it's even big enough to function as a weekend bag if you pack lightly.
I also got this pleated wool skirt for a few euros. It was a bit big in the waist, but I just moved some buttons around and now it fits like a glove. I'm wearing it right now and it's so warm and comfortable! I really like pleated skirts, but I do feel that they need some careful styling unless you want to look like a possibly naughty catholic school girl. Being 30 going on 31, I kind of feel that those days are gone.
This is another piece I picked up but this one is giving me a bit of a headache. It's a never-been-used skirt from Benetton and I got it for a great price but it was a bit big in the waist. I decided to go for it anyway and make some alterations to make it fit. I didn't count on the lining being such a bitch though, and in the process of fixing it, I managed to break a needle on my overlock. I replaced it but it's now making terrible, heart breaking noises and since I just had it serviced, I'm a bit worried that I might have caused some permanent damage. Oh crap.
Andrea's mum had the latest issue of Casa Facile at home, and as I flicked through it I came across some beautiful pictures of a living room, where the family had hung a tree branch to which small paper ornaments were attached. It was such a great idea and I couldn't get it out of my mind so when I found this branch in the country house garden, I decided to do something similar. Problem is, now I have absolutely no idea what to do with it. I know I want it to hang in our bed room since I'm trying to fix it up a bit, and I want to add some colour to it but how? What material? I guess I'll just have to think about it for a while.
Oh the joys of having a puppy! We used to have a fluffy, red carpet in our living room but when Charlie was even smaller than she is now, she kept confusing the carpet for grass, i.e it became her favourite inside pee spot. Not nice. We kept trying to clean it but gave up a few weeks ago. Instead, we picked up this grey carpet at IKEA. It's really soft and nice, although a bit too silvery in a certain light. Charlie gives it the thumbs up though, she's crazy for all things soft and fluffy and cosy. I guess that's where her deep love for Golden retrievers come from.
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