Oh how I love old things! I remember when I was a child and I would go to our elderly neighbors house growing up. I would change the clothes on her antique dolls from their winter to summer clothes each season. She had fiesta ware dishes in the colors of the rainbow and bright aluminum cups that lined the top of her shelf above the stove. She would always allow me to pull out a hard candy with powdered sugar from a old jar as "payment" for my work. The love affair with old and previously loved items has been soaked into my skin for quite sometime now.Walk with me through my blog and I will tell you my story that has led to a place called Charlottes Brocante.......