What was meant to be a 'cheap as chips if not cheaper' weekend away (because yet again I had no money in my purse), ended up slowly eating away at my savings. Do I regret it? Non. Does my bank hate me? Mais perhaps... There goes my failing attempt to save for snowboarding ;)
What could possibly have tempted me to cut into my savings? Yes thats right, a Vintage Fair.
To be honest, when I first heard about the fair my expectations were low. However I could not have been more wrong. Held at the Theatre Royal, Newcastle, this venue played host to five floors full of frocks, fancy jewellery and tea sets galore.
To add to my small collection of beautifully beaded blouses from the 1950's, I bought a lovely blush pink blouse, which has been kept in such good condition so no need to get out the needle and thread. I love these blouses because they can be dressed up, dressed down and look super cute hanging from a plain white wall ;)
Also purchased was a beautiful pea green wrap dress (in need of some proper tlc so its been sent to a specialist - I don't trust myself with zips) which has the prettiest shimmer to it and its gonna look fab with a pair of pointed black leather heels (of which I'm still tryna find the perfect pair). Not bad for £10.
After leaving the fair before I became completely broke, it was off to the beach for a very short walk, enough time to get some pics. When me and my brothers and cousins were little the dunes on the beach would be subject to us rolling, running, jumping and hiding in the long grass which seemed to go on for miles.
The last day (told you it was a short trip) was also very packed. A trip to my favourite place in Northumberland, (Warkworth) where cute little cottages line old cobbled lanes and a river flows behind the village. Lots of cute doors here. Lots. And the ruins of a castle sit on top of a hill overlooking the beautiful landscape. So picturesque. A trip to a few pretty little shops, and then off to a pub turned antique shop, turned oh my goodness I need money and a house to put all these beautiful CHEAP vintagey things in.
Sadly, my bank did not hear my plea, so instead I got a sweet tea set for £15, which I'd found hiding at the back of a rickety old shelf because at least I can drink a good cuppa in a vintage cup and saucer when I have no money. Living the high life right there.
So now I am rearranging my room to fit in the tea set, the blouse is glittering in the sun as it's hanging like a picture on my wall, and this task is taking a lot longer than I thought. I'm using Swim Deeps album to calm me down. It seems to be working.
xxx Lucy xxx