Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Vintage Memories

About a month ago I had the most amazing of days.

One filled to the brim with memories and true friendship. Bittersweet as many memories can be, and yet wonderful.

I went for a visit to my friend Lulu's house. She had recently moved, and it was my first visit to her new home. 

It took my breath away! Mid-century perfection!!! I felt like I was in a museum; each piece of furniture, each lamp, each perfectly metal-capped turned leg... WOW!!!!

Can we say "Vintage Pyrex"?? Like I've never seen before!

Good Housekeeping, June 1958
Photo credit: 
alsis35 (now at ipernity) / Foter / CC BY-NC

It started out as a simple stop-by to see her place and borrow a vintage hat from her insanely extensive collection. It ended with me longing for my grandma, and full of gratitude for a friend who understands how much the past can reach out and change us.

After a tour of the gorgeous place she calls HOME, Lulu, generous in all things, gave me a perfect pink spaghetti poodle planter, and a head vase wall pocket; both of which fit perfectly in my pink poodle bathroom. 

Then we headed into her bedroom where she pulled out dress after dress of the most exquisite vintage I have ever seen! And I got to touch it!! And try it on!!! With matching hats and gloves to boot!!!

Borrowed Treasures!
I almost wept over her handbags!!

A perfect petal hat!
Her divine collection ranges from the late 30's on through the 60's. There were dresses that I swear I remember my grandma wearing when I was little. The EXACT dress!

I need to schedule a tea date for this dress and gloves!
My grandma is pretty much THE reason I adore vintage; her obsessive hoarding (a depression child who kept everything), her pristine kitchen/dining items (many still in their box), her time-capsule home... all of these affected me deeply growing up.

My grandma was all about the ease of a house dress!
Seeing and touching and SMELLING Lulu's treasures, brought my grandma back to me so vividly. I remembered things I haven't thought of in years. I literally came home with tears of gratitude; for Lulu's amazing generosity, and for the memories she gave back to me. 

It was truly a day like no other. 

*Thank you my friend!*


  1. Aw, that is really special, CoriLynn!!
    Your friend sounds awesome! Maybe she would give us a peek at her home???
    My grandmother raised me until I was 4 but then I hardly saw her after that. I wish I could remember her better. Some things I do remember is that she wore a turban all the time because she was almost bald. She also had cat eye glasses. When she was a child, she played in vaudeville performances with her parents so she a child of the stage. She hated the costumes and the lack of freedom but she continued to play her grand piano and sing her whole life. I remember her playing and singing The Three Little Kittens. I was the baby of the family so Nana died when I was 7. I wish I could have known her longer. ♥

    1. Oh Holly those are amazing memories! Serious style wearing a turban! ;) Grandma's are so special. I miss mine very much. She always wore cat-eye glasses! I was fortunate in that she was alive for all of my childhood and teen years. Thank you for sharing!
      ~xoxo, CoriLynn

  2. As a fellow nostalgist (my memories of the past mingle happily with the present on a daily basis), this post truly resonates with me. Though my grandma(s) didn't have much in the way of vintage on hand still when I was born in the 80s, my paternal grandma has always had a strong passion for anything Victorian, and I am certain that her love of the past helped influence my own when I was growing up, too. Thank you for sharing these special memories - new and old alike - with, sweetheart.

    ♥ Jessica

    1. Hi Jessica! My paternal grandfather was the head of the history department at San Diego State, and my father also has a great love for history. I think that greatly influenced my love of the past; it's bred into me! ;) Both of my grandmothers died before I knew them. The grandmother from this post was my mom's step-mother. But to me she was just my grandma. ;) Her, my grandpa, and my paternal grandfather, had so many stories! Their young lives fascinated me! And still do!
      ~xoxo, CoriLynn

  3. Wow, that looks like it was so much fun!!
    My grandmother was the most special person in my life and I miss her very much. She gave me her love of music which I will always cherish.
    She sewed and made lots of my pretty dresses and doll dresses when I was growing up. She was the best cook, mother to 8 children of her own. I loved everything about her. Thanks for sharing!

  4. Dorothy thank YOU for sharing those wonderful memories! I'm so glad you are feeling better!
    ~xoxo, CoriLynn

  5. What a sweet post. I can still visit on of my grandmother's home. My aunt lives there now. When I go visit it still smells how I remember it. Your blog is just adorable my dear.

    1. Thank you! That is wonderful that you can still visit! My grandparent's home was sold after their deaths, but it lives on the same in my memory. <3
      ~xoxo, CoriLynn