Vintage suitcases are a little collection of mine. I love the versatility they provide. A stack of suitcases used as an end table or bedside table is one of my favorite looks. My room doesn’t provide much space for a wide bedside table, right now. So, I quickly realized another purpose these lovely adornments could hold. Storage! I have a lot of crafty utensils that quickly outgrew the little drawer I kept them in. Hating the clutter and growth of these objects, the suitcase seemed to be staring me in the face saying, “Use Me!” I did. And I love them for it. I organized two of them and keep them under my coffee table for added decor and then I can easily slide them out and onto the table when I need to make something!
Vintage suitcases are somewhat of a rarity, especially finding ones in good shape. When you do find them, the cost may blow you away. I bought a suitcase for $35 one time. What a mistake, as I have found 4 since for under $10 at my local Swap Meet and thrift stores. Be patient if you wish to find vintage suitcases. Take the time to look. You will find great suitcases at even greater costs.
I just finished a long awaited, highly anticipated project! Surprisingly, it didn’t take as long as I anticipated, about 6 hours total. I saw a project like this a long time ago and have wanted to create my own version and add flare to the basic idea ever since. It’s not like I have much more room in my house for artwork, but I’ll find something or someone to give it to.
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This past weekend we went up and over to Visalia, CA. Or, as I came to call it: really, really, hot land. Holy Hot.
I have never been to “The Valley.” Let’s reiterate that this Valley is not THE Death Valley, but now I’d like to ask, what Valley is not considered a “Valley of Death?” Because I’m pretty sure I wanted to die.
The reason for roasting, you ask?
This beaut! An old barn to gather reclaimed wood and other treasures. The site was great; filled with old wood-framed windows, dulled glass bottles, rusty wine barrels, worn wood. A fun, old, playground. Great picture opportunities but no great cooling down opportunities. Ice cold beers were brought and consumed, thinking we might cool down from the inside. However, when your beer warms up within five minutes of opening, it doesn’t allow for much relief.
We hunted in the heat and found great finds. And really, who needs to beat the heat when you’re in the company and suffering with good friends, good food, and warm beer?! Cheers to Visalia and the Hot Hunting!