One of my favorite to do is find little antique shops and flea markets in different cities. I'm drawn to beautiful pieces of jewellery, homeware and little knick knacks. I could spend hours browsing antique shops wondering about the mystery behind every piece. Was it a gift to a lover? Is it an important piece of history? Who made this remarkable piece? Every trip is a chance to learn about history, culture, innovation and psychology. I especially love vintage magazines; flipping though the controversial pages and exploring the majority of advertisements that would be banned today. I love the smell of sweet musky old pages with notes of vanilla, almond and tobacco--it creates a nostalgic aroma.
Recently, I went on a road trip to pick up 150 vintage Playboys with two of my girlfriends. I had a few prior to finding this collection, but I needed a full set. All of my friends were like, 'Why on earth do you want Playboy's? It's probably just a bunch of bush and you're probably buying it from some creepy old man. Be careful the pages might be sticky.' EW. FYI the pages were not sticky. However, I did buy them from an old man wearing overalls, duck boots and holding a cat with three legs, but they were in PERFECT condition. Every single issue from 1956-1983! I'm not sure what it is that draws me to Playboys in particular; the mid-century modern aesthetic they showcase, creepy cartoons or maybe kitschy advertisements but there's something about them that makes them so fascinating to read through. Looking at old Playboys each model is different and it feels as though you could almost be that person on the page. Some people claim that for a person to be interested in vintage Playboys are to embrace the ironic images as cultural and informative.
That aside, I'm hunting for a perfect vintage telephone. I found one at the Rose Bowl flea market last summer in L.A. and regretted not buying it ever since. I have this perfect little set up in mind: a cute round table for two, two plush modern french revival chairs, my massive canvas I have yet to paint hanging on the wall above and the vintage telephone sitting on the table, all in the corner of my future loft. LOL. It's happening.