We're back from our trip to Brimfield, Massachusetts, the mother of all flea markets and America's largest antique show. We got up with the roosters each day to start our hunt for silver bangles, gutta percha, niello, coral, old diamonds and Victorian charms and lockets. We were enamored by one dealer's miniature book collection and another's black & white feather prints (coming soon).
Any trip out East requires a sampling of local treats: we went straight from the Boston airport for classic lobster rolls at Row 34; munched Faddy's apple cider donuts, ate giant chocolate chip cookies and drank fresh squeezed lime rickeys. A classic bacon-and-eggs breakfast fueled our days of treasure-hunting.
Everyone we encountered, from fellow Instagrammers to jewelry dealers shared stories, finds, and tips on navigating the market. We stayed in a hand-built cabin in the woods, Laurel Ridge Bed & Breakfast and returned with our bags full of one-of-a-kind gems and antiques.
Everyone we encountered, from fellow Instagrammers to jewelry dealers shared stories, finds, and tips on navigating the market. We stayed in a hand-built cabin in the woods, Laurel Ridge Bed & Breakfast and returned with our bags full of one-of-a-kind gems and antiques.
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