(Could I write bad pun headlines for the Daily Candy or what??)
Tomorrow marks the debut of the brand new LA Flea Market at Dodger Stadium, and it promises to be the best thing since sliced bread (though I'm sure fans of the Rose Bowl Flea Market would kick and scream in disagreement).
But... I have a little confession to make.
I have never been to an actual flea market.
I mean, have you seen our house? Not exactly flea market chic.
Let me make one further confession: I'm actually rather terrified of the whole flea market experience. (Imagine it: a house and home blogger who fears the flea market -- the horror!) I like my shopping orderly, my products new, and my prices set in stone. (Not to mention that I never seem to be carrying cash. And having the name of a pernicious, creepy-crawly parasite in the name "flea market" isn't helping either.)
But I really do aspire to become a person who can go to the flea market, spot some gem with great potential, envision exactly how I'd fix it up, and then haggle appropriately with the seller to arrive at a mutually amicable price.
The good news is, I think I'm on my way. I've started dropping in on more thrift stores, which is step 1. And I've been busily acquiring other key skills.
I know my way around a power sander. (Yes, I'm aware that that's Mark, not me. Kinda hard to take the picture when I'm the one covered with sanding dust.)
I've gotten handy with white spray paint.
And I've even taken on the restoration of one "antique."
These are the official flea market enthusiast skills, right? Perhaps after I re-upholster something, I'll be more ready.
In the meantime, I'd love any tips y'all have for getting over my fear of the flea.
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