Scenes from a(n Antique) Mall:
These darling Hazel Atlas glasses and caddy were at a booth in my local antique mall. The glasses were in really fantastic condition, but can you guess the price?
No, go higher.
Did you guess $90? Dingdingdingding! Yikes.Wonder if they'll ever sell at that hefty price? And that booth never runs sales as far as I can tell, so it's not like they marked them up so they can be 'discounted' at some point. Too rich for my blood!
Royal Haeger Colorado ashtray? I found one of its buddies. Looking fine, Mr. Lincoln! I kind of wish I had a whole wall of these, even though I know they only made a handful of states.
The next day I came to my senses and realized that was a really great price and what I should have done was asked if the seller would give them to me for $14 or $15 each if I bought them all. Then I would keep two and sell the rest for a profit at my (hopeful) booth at a vintage/craft fair later this fall.
You know what happens next in the story, right? I went back the next day and they were GONE.
And I wept.
Okay, not really, but I still get a slightly sick feeling whenever I think of those chairs. I know from previous painful experiences that the Cardinal Rule of Junking is BUY IT WHEN YOU SEE IT and what did I do? Ignored it. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
Now, everybody repeat after me: Buy It When You See It.....Buy It When You See It...Buy It When You See It....