Collections: Vintage Brooches

Before I start... I should inform you that this is a very very sad story.

A couple months before I moved up to Utah, I discovered this little secondhand store called La Tienda and if my 4 years of spanish classes served me right "La Tienda" means "the store". (I would look it up to double check, but frankly I am too upset at the moment.) At this store there were a few gems hidden within a bunch of old lady stuff, which is good for me because I love the hunt of thrifting. It's so much better when you find something amazing after searching high and low. The strangest/funniest part about this store is that the owner had installed a TV in a central location of the store and played some kind of religious tapes of preachers yelling out sermons. I am not even sure what religion it was, but I was perplexed. The entire experience was strange, but I went back several times because I could always find something to love. The last time I went before I left for Utah I found these:

To date, these are probably my favorite brooches I have ever owned. EVER! I wore them all the time because they made me feel... good. Maybe it was the fact that for the first time in my life I had a golden chair and silver spoon. I would often stare at the little chair because I almost felt like I could sit in it if I was a tiny person, but it was flat. I was once again baffled.
Then I moved to Utah and was so very excited to wear my silver spoon and golden chair brooches for my new friends to see. Then the worst thing in the entire world happened... I LOST MY GOLDEN CHAIR!!!! I was devastated. So devastated that I have not worn my silver spoon since that terrible day. I know this seems a little too dramatic, and I agree... but I can't help the fact that I fell apart over a missing chair. It was sad. That crappy webcam photo is all I have left of once was.

I am not sure if I will ever get over this. Ever.

Carli

Forever Lost

You know when you lose something you need and it sucks? Well that happened. To me. I cannot find the cord that connects my camera to my laptop for the life of me. Apparently it was sucked into the black hole that was our basement. For the past couple of weeks our basement has been a black hole of junk. Imagine the dirtiest house in the world and then divide that by a thousand. (Dirtiest house in the world/ 1,000=our basement.) It was no where close to the uncleanliness of the homes you see on TV, or the ones you get the unfortunate privilege to see in person (It has happened). Things were scattered every where. Today I cleaned. Now I am enjoying the cleanliness. It’s nice. I found tons of stuff I had been looking for but not my camera cord. I guess I will have to buy a new one. Which sucks because I know that if I buy one I will find the one I lost. I just looked on Walmart.com and the one I need costs roughly 20 bucks. No way am I buying that when I already have one. I was expecting $5. Suffice to say that I am upset. I have so many pictures that I need to share. I have several blog posts ready to go except for the pictures. I am expecting to buy one tomorrow and then finding my old one tomorrow night. I know it will happen. 

Amidst the turmoil I did receive great news. Feist is coming out with a new album. Metals. I am so very excited for this. It is about time! Feist is one of my all time favs. Her music is so inspirational. She has such a unique voice, and a unique sound. Her lyrics are beautiful and so is her face. I am hoping to be able to go to her show in LA in November. One of my many dreams. 

Thanks Feist for bringing joy to my day.

Carli