The Hat Whisperer (or the crazy lady, you decide)
collections, Moving to DC
Do you ever come to my blog and think to yourself, "oh no, more flowers" Or, "That Karla must be crazy. Why does she keep buying old smashed flowers, almost daily, and then showing them to us?" "What is wrong with that woman?"
I do tend to fixate on things and make or buy TONS when I am on a roll.
Right now, I can’t seem to stop buying hats (and the flowers that bloom on them). I am developing some sort of millinery ESP, where I am going about my business, and out of the blue, I hear them call out to me. I stop everything, and drive myself, in a dazed state to the store I feel the bonnets beckoning to me from. Then, I walk right up to the hiding place of a floral bargain bonanza.
Of course, if I happen to come across a pile of rhinestone buttons for $1, cabinet cards for 50 cents each, or rose postcards for 75 cents each, I am not too deep into my millinery stupor to scoop those up too.
After a day of running errands and playing with Sugarwings, I sat down to make another bracelet and get some work done for my much neglected inventory for the upcoming art show.
One bracelet was finished before I started to hear the silk and velvet’s siren song, calling me from Scranton and 4 Corners, (great little antiquing towns about an hour from here). I knew I shouldn’t go, I had a lot of reasons not to go: the stores would be closing soon, I had work to do, and it was raining so hard I could barely see to drive.
But I also knew that it wouldn’t take long. I didn’t need an all day shopping trip, I could go right to those tempting trinkets, buy them and leave. They were calling out to me, I had no choice, I knew they were there waiting for me.
I was right!! I bought $3 and $5 hats, plus a BAGFUL of flowers, for only $10.
Do I look crazy? Or simply psychic? As a matter of fact, I think I hear one now…… yes, there is a $4 hat in Leesburg calling me now. I think I will have to go to visit my husband in Virginia.
I am looking into plane tickets for tomorrow night, so if you don’t hear from me, I am on my way there.
Please continue to leave comments, each one is entered into BOTH giveaways (details in my previous post). I’ll catch up as soon as I hunt down the source of that mesmerizing sound. The one whispering to me "I’m here… I’m waiting… I’m waiting for you here, with my lovely scrunched petals… you know you want to find me…. "
Oh, and please continue to send your cards for Caroline’s 100th birthday, Ryan will bring in the mail while I am gone and they will be safe.
If I have time, I’ll post from our apartment there. But I could be pretty busy, hunting down that hat that is calling me plus I am going to insist that my husband whisk me away to romantic dinners and nights out to celebrate my 50th birthday. It is only 12 days away, I seriously need to start celebrating. I might start by finding the perfect hat and treating myself to it!















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So, the papers are on hold, while I put together old jewelry for a few days, then make price tags for it. If you think I am complaining now, wait till you hear me whine about pricing items!
Its always a treat to visit other bloggers and see their collections. Hopefully, I won’t run into anyone else who complains and whines about it like I did today.















I’ve had a fun couple of Sugarwings days this week. We had some gravel delivered and before I get out the shovel and start spreading it, the fairy grandbaby and I decided to play a little king of the hill.
















Beth




you can get lots of different looks from the same imgages, so the choices are limitless!


