Arctic temperatures here and the ground is covered in a thick layer of gleaming snow. Our flat is even chillier than usual so any excuse not to stay home seems like a good one.
On Saturday we decided to visit the first ever vintage fair at the Palabam. (It was indoors and therefore likely to be warmer than our home.)
5 euros to enter. Once over the threshold, the unmistakable smell of vintage hit us.
There were about 45 stands in total, most of them with vintage (and non) clothes and accessories. There were also stands with: jewellery, furniture, books, records and CDs, cars, scooters and my least favourite category: knick-knacks.
At 2p.m. the quantity of people at the fair was about right for casual browsing: not too many (thanks to bad weather), not too few. Ages ranged from about 16 to 60 .
I liked the look that people, Mr Lu included, had on their faces when they chanced upon an item or a collection of items that tickled their fancy.
Vintage fairs tend to attract slightly eccentric, vintage hat-wearing types who are pleasant enough to mingle with. I saw a young man in an AC/DC t-shirt. The perfect vintage outfit, perhaps.
I saw another man with a jet black moustache that had been carefully styled into swirls. (Or had it been drawn on?)
There were only a few aggressive weekend shoppers who pushed past me roughly, never uttering a word of apology. Why don’t these types of people ever trip and fall in a humiliating way in public?
I was on the lookout for an exquisitely stylish leather wallet in reasonable condition but I didn’t find anything that fitted the bill (bad pun intended).
In any case, if I had found a stand selling beautiful vintage Italian leather items at affordable prices, I’m not sure I would blog about it…
We whiled away about two hours at the fair. It really wasn’t very big compared to the mercante in fiera in Parma that goes on for pavilion after pavilion and to which we usually get free tickets:)