hello everyone.
before i get into the epic estate sale and this burberry trench i'd just like to say thanks for all the wonderful comments on my last post on aging gracefully. so many fantastic stories and wonderful ideas. i love that we have a little community here with varied opinions that are all welcome.
so the estate sale...
every once in awhile you come across a sale that is for lack of a better word - epic.
i've been to 2 in my life.
they are the adult equivalent of disneyland i suppose.
every turn is an event that stuns the senses.
well that's how it is for me and one other nutcase i know who shall remain nameless.
some of you may have already guessed that the estate sale i'm talking about was
miss doris'.
i wasn't even sure i would be able to go. one, i might have had a flight to utah scheduled that i'd have to change and two, would i be able to handle it emotionally.
i did both.
i was teary eyed as i waited in line on the first day of the sale.
reminiscing with neighbors and friends about miss doris.
i didn't know how i'd feel when i got inside.
but i know she would have been in line to go to my estate sale if the tables were turned.
that is For Sure.
i don't know if you've been to many estate sales but generally they have a tinge of sadness to them.
you walk through a person's house who has recently passed away and you see everything,
down to their knickers and kitchen drawers. you see just how that person lived and carried out their life.
it's a little sad and also very interesting.
this was the first estate sale i went to that i actually knew the person.
like i said, i was apprehensive. and i'm sure some of you will think it wrong of me that i went at all.
but i'm glad i did go.
to say miss doris was a collector doesn't even come close to the truth.
it was like an archaeological dig through her beautiful life.
she and her husband were consummate collectors of well...everything!
and everything they collected was beautiful.
from clothing to china, art, sculpture, antiques, you name it.
i had been in her home many, many times but to see everything laid out, that is drawers and closets emptied, it was fascinating. i really had no idea of the scope or depth of her collections.
so just minutes before the sale started the man running it laid the ground rules out for all of us. no running, no boxes, only 10 people at a time in the house.
these were wonderful rules b/c oftentimes there is a lot of running and mayhem with people just frantically filling boxes with stuff. so this was a nice touch, miss doris would have appreciated that.
so i being 2nd in line got in with the first group.
i knew exactly what i was looking for.
this burberrys trench and a little iron dog doorstop.
i knew i'd be thrilled if i got either but i also knew there would be a good chance the family would have gotten both items.
i searched high and low for the trench. couldn't find it anywhere and assumed the fam did get it.
i did find the doorstop and was very happy.
i was very happy to have a small item from the house that i had long admired and something from her fashionable closet.
the next day i knew everything was going to be 1/2 off so i made sure we were first in line.
i went straight away to the vintage clothing section to have another look around and there it was...
angels singing...
*** the burberry trench ***
i asked the lady overseeing that room where it came from and she said she found it deep in the back of the closet on a hook. i really wasn't sure it would fit me as miss doris was teeny tiny. but it did.
i can't really tell you what this means to me.
it's the first thing i ever noticed about her when i first moved here,
this sweet woman walking her poodle in her trenchcoat.
so now the trench hangs in my closet and i plan to wear it often and with joy.
and i know miss doris would love that.
xo
janet