Tuesday, April 13, 2010

La Reine des Puces

C'est moi. Or maybe we could just say that I really love fleamarkets & swapmeats & since we haven't had that much gold in our pockets lately, it has become my way of getting to go crazy on shopping sprees in thrift shops all over Vestsjælland, which is where my parents live. The reason why I go outside of Copenhagen to dig the gold is probably obvious to most, but yes of course it is way cheaper & the competition not so tough.

Last weekend I went on the big tour with my BFF Christina. I left Ella with grandparents, who were thrilled to hand over the car & take over the girl. We drove all over Vestsjælland and managed to visit 10 shops on our tour. & we did find quite a lot of nice stuff. Mostly I look for Dresses for myself & clothes, books & toys for Ella. But this time I came home with quite a lot of different stuff. Especially due to the fact that we the following day went to one of my favorite fleamarkets ever - it happens twice a year where my parents live, and it is always very cheap & mostly you can find a lot of fun stuff.

Aside from looking for stuff I've been taking pictures for a few years now of all the stuff that is left over at the markets when the day is over & I thinK I might share some of the pics with you ind an upcoming post, but for now, let me show you our "gold". I spent about 100 € in total & this is what I got.

I bought the picture. I don't know why, but I couldn't leave it there. 
Now I don't know what to do with it...


"Ten Chubby Jumbokids"


Wiinblad platte "Karneval"





Oshkosh & other stuff for Ella - brand new & way too cheap.


Bibs for Ella


My treasure. Giant patchwork. Since it wasn't finished,
 the old lady at the thriftshop thought it wasn't really worth anything. I payed 6 €





Little crocheted blanket in all the colours of the rainbow.


Books for my girl.











The chair is plastic. & the  giant coffee thingy is for this saturday, 
when we're having 40 people over for Ella's birthday.













Some clothes for Moi





Tap shoes... A girl must have tap shoes right?





Vintage dress for Ella - she looks totally Mad Menishy in it!


Tops for Ella



& a funny little ending to this trip is that I made it to the front page of the local news paper as the queen of fleas I am. A photographer took some pics of me at the fleamarket & a journalist interviewed me, but I had absolutely no Idea they would smack me right up on the front page of the local newspaper - LOL. Luckily I had no double chins on the pic & the things I said about going to fleamarkets where quite sensible, so I'm not to ashamed of the whole misere:-)

Faroe Islands

Is where I was born. My mother is Faroese & my father Danish & so half of my family live on the Faroe Islands. I hadn't been there since I became a mother & my grandmother had never met my babygirl, so I was very excited when my mother invited Ella & me to go with her and Balder back to my childhood fairytaleland.

We went there to celebrate my grandmother Birgit's 75 year birthday & stayed for 8 days in total. It was wonderful being back, and also it was a special treat for me to go to the islands during early spring, because normally we would always go during summertime, since that is when the weather is the nicest. The islands look different after a long and cold winter and the grass that is greener than green in summertime, was yellow and pale. The weather changed from sunny and springy to snowy & wintery & rainy & harsh within hours up there & unfortunately my little girl got a bad case of bronkitis from this messy weather - but she handled it very well & we managed to pretend she wasn't all too sick most of the time.

I took a lot of pictures up there & I did a special little tour of my grandmothers house, just to be able to always remember what it looks like. I did the same with my paternal grandmothers home before they emptied her house, when she had to move to a home. I shared both these pictures & the new ones on Facebook - and they where well appreciated by all the people who love & cherish their memories & childhood flashes in these homes. So I thought I would share some of them with you. Hope you like.



My Grandmothers House





































Rastan fisk døvura agt my aunts place