…I can’t deny it any longer. I adore vintage textiles.
I love the worn softness,
the sense of history.
I especially love finding hand-embellished ones. It reminds me that our generation — especially us young moms, largely on our own and away from our families — are another link in the chain of women and mothers who have lived, created, and driven the world.
And will continue to do so.
We’re part of a long history of women who have faced up to hard times and determined not only to survive, but to thrive. To take the simple and ordinary and make it beautiful, using only our creativity and the resources at hand.
Amazing what thoughts a simple thrift-store treasure hunt can bring to mind, isn’t it? 😉
I’m planning on using the chenille bedspread for my daughter’s “big girl bed” that we’ll be setting up this weekend.
The tablecloth, I’m not sure about yet…it’s in lovely condition so I might use it as is…or perhaps it will become a sundress for my daughter this summer. Time will tell.
Oh, and I have a question for you — what should I do with this jug? It’s been sitting in my kitchen since our hot apple cider at Christmas, and I need to repurpose it…but as what?