When I buy stuff on Ebay, I usually look for a bargain.
Something cheap and cheerful, that I can imagine enhancing one of my makes.
But at some point I realise that I seem to have stopped considering the origins of the fabrics I buy.
By this I mean that although I always buy vintage fabrics, I haven’t thought much recently about their journey before they reach me.
I used to think about this a great deal. It’s one of the things I’ve always loved about buying vintage: the fact that objects have a timeline, a life story, an existence that transcends their temporary owners’ lives.
My most recent Ebay purchase, a vintage tablecloth, came with some added extras…
But more than those, more than buttons and tape, it came with a note.
A reminder that vintage fabrics have stories to tell, if we could only hear them…
I feel… almost guilty at the thought of cutting this tablecloth. Because it has been loved. Treasured.
Although, obviously, the owner has chosen to let it go.
Even so, I might let it sit awhile in my stash.
Just to give it a little more time to whisper it’s story to me. ♥
that is wonderful – this is the thing that I love about vintage too. Recently bought an old hand embroidered picture that had been framed and there was a lovely message written on the back from a husband to his wife, celebrating their wedding anniversary. I love the fact that these old things continue to be cherished and useful 🙂