What a difference a day makes

Some pretty spring flowers

I suppose I was still savoring my trip to the park because I had this brillian idea of dragging my little family over to a brocante in Vincennes not too far from the Chateau Vincennes which is in, you guessed it, the Bois de Vincennes. The idea was to hit the brocante and then visit the Chateau. But heaven had other ideas for us so the Chateau will have to be another visit. 

When we arrived, I immediately spied a stand selling what seemed to be miniature lamps. Now I don’t know what it is but lately I’ve had a fascination for old lamps.  This particular stand had old oil lamps dating back from the 50s but in teeny tiny sizes; some of them even fit in the palm of my hand.  I was completely fascinated.  There were old bronze ones (very Aladdin-like),  delicate handpainted porcelain ones and even glass ones.  As we had just arrived I told myself that I better go around first before making a purchase. Alas! It was not to be as it was then that the rain began. After enjoying such beautiful weather, the universe decided to rain on my parade.  Even for a die-hard brocante fan, going around while its pouring cats and dogs makes it virtually impossible.  Stall- holders started putting big plastic sheets over their wares while some just gave up and packed up. It was extremely frustrating.

Mini Lamps 

And yet more lamps

But just as we were about to leave ourselves, I spied one last stalwart stall still open.  In the spirit of never giving up, I hurried over and to my surprise managed to find two things to take back with us.  I found myself two vintage frames! Now I realize this might not send everyone into paroxysms of delight but they were exactly what I was looking for. You see, I was trying to think of creative ways to hang and display jewelry when it occurred to me that an old frame would be a good way to do it.  After all, jewelry can be as pretty as a picture.  

Vintage frames