This past weekend I was at the Long Beach Antique Flea Market, shopping for clients.
In the back of my mind I was also looking for a mirror above my fireplace. Everything I liked that I had already spotted up to now, at stores and other flea markets, was outrageously expensive. I was determined to find a deal.
Within seconds of entering the flea market, I saw a mirror leaning up against someone's old pickup truck. It looked like the right size but I was so focused on finding the stuff I needed for work, that I just passed it by. My friends and I agreed to meet back at the entrance in about 90minutes.
We'd go our separate ways and then share our discoveries with each other. Then, off to a glorious lunch. Probably the real reason we do this early morning flea marketing...food!
As we were all meeting back up to hit the road, one of my friends asked if I had found my mirror. I told her that I hadn't and that it was too hot to keep looking.
She said that she had spotted a mirror right near the entrance. She walked me over to it so I could check it out. It was the same one I had seen when I first walked in. I had dismissed it after I had bought all my client stuff. The idea of lugging one more dusty thing held no appeal. Plus, there was glorious food and beverages to be had in air conditioned diner booths.
Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a gold plastic framed dresser mirror. It still had the hardware attached to it from when it was part of a furniture piece. It definitely needed a good cleaning and a bit of gold touch up paint, but for the right price it could be exactly what was needed.
It was blazing hot, 94degrees, outside. Plus, the sun radiating off of the blacktop made everything feel that much steamier. I was hoping for a decent price, because I didn't have it in me to haggle for a lower one. These vendors deserved every dollar they were asking for in this oven-like heat.
"$20 bucks" Said the gentleman.
I may eventually spray paint the frame black and change out the mirror part for a beveled variety, but in the meantime...a little bit of cleaning and hardware removal (the brackets where sticking out on the bottom, where they attache to the dresser) gave this mirror a new home.
Pulled out my ice buckets from the cabinet and placed them on either side of the mirror. Added some flowers and votives...now it's a *thing*.
Thanks to persistent friends and my cheap ways, my mantle feels ready for the new season.