Brocante bits of the day

One adorable SS PARIS trophee coming your way....
Boxes with lables in dreamy faded grandeur are waiting for you too!
Old film reels sitting in a jar.Just so serene in their black and cream.
Angel crystals from a old chandelier..................Swooning now!!!!!
Some champagne buckets for someone....... is it you? See you tomorrow, I bid you adieu:)Please do not be jeal as my rhyming is fabu.

All that glitters is gold.....from the brocante

Since grey came out to play yesterday today it is golds turn. Dreamy tassels with original store tags on them. These bring me to a loss of words to describe the fabulousness of them.sigh..sigh
These 19th century game cards make me soar.Food for the soul.(brocante soul that is)
OOOOOOOh and these little jobbies taken off 19th century costumes just make me want to do a happy dance too.
......throw in a ex voto and that mes amis is how you do gold brocante stlye.See you same time tomorrow.Bonne Journee .

Skies are grey and the brocante is too...........

In honor of the Pacific Northwest grey skies I am letting the french gris come out for the brocante first. Preciosa sheets of music from the press for the original paper sheet music. Unusual and unique in everyway .J'adore.
Boxes for storing brocante booty(who would store brocante booty?) It is meant to be seen.You could put love notes or money you are saving for you next charlottes brocante fix non?
Rows of zinc buckets for all the flowers the rain from these grey skies will bring.

And just in case lightning showers are included with the rain, you can have your very own chateu finial. The Frenchies would have them at the peaks of their chateaus to disperse it evenly around the house. We Americans are just happy to bring them inside and call them art. Bonne Nuit, ma belles. See you tomorrow for brocante part deux.

flea market treasures for moi......

One of my favorite things from my last trip to Paris in November is these gorgeous not grey not purple not brown books.It is like a bunch of colors thrown up in the air and this is what you get.The frenchies are very good at this color.They are breathtaking to me every time I walk by them.
to add to the vingette are these herbier jars in the same dreamy shade. All of the books and these as well came from the big Clingancourt flea market in Paris.

This little sweetie came from a second hand store called the trocante in Aix in Provence. I got this a few trips ago but count it as new because my husband just hung it up........ Not to worry I have plenty of things for you mon amis.

Petite Scenes from a house .........

The flea markets of France bring me so much joy.The smallest imperfect things are my favorite. A divine pink document tied with old string.................perfection.
A Heavenly face of a Ange and a guilded bird...sends me flying.
A little silk , crystal and ribbon in a urn. Ooh la la la la la la. I will start listing my little french flea market finds for you all to enjoy soon.The 8th of April is almost a month away,should the torture begin now? Bonne Weekend :)

Charlottes Brocante..........A place of Magique

Twice a year Charlottes Brocante comes to life...... When the lights go down the show begins. Dream and reality hold hands for the night.
A billowy ballet costume with gauze and net blushes as she makes sure her skirt looks frothy.................
as she stands in 5th position watching the...............
angels fly around collecting all the flea market treasures from France picked just for them .
This little angel flew in from my friend Simply Chateau Shirley( in between shipping all my brocante goodies and cleaning out a chateau attic in Normandy.I know its like she makes up this stuff up.) I'll supply the brocante and you angels bring the magique.

Life is sweet .......... Brocante anyone?

When I think of sweet I think of my children(most of the time:)
Having four of them I have quite the variety, kinda like candy. Instead of jordan almonds ,marshmallows, sugar wands and mint balls ......... I have.... one graduating in May moving to Hati, one that has moved home in his third year of bible college, one freshman who is driving me nuts uh, I mean driving the car and one who is conquering the 7th grade.They are all so different in needs and wants.
One thing they all have in common is they know how to twist their mom up in knots. I get so busy with all the sticky sweetness of them I forget all my bloggie friends are waiting for the brocante.I think April 8th sounds great non?