Camp Round Top. As my boss likes to call it. And its sorta like camp, in fun way.
For those that don't know, "Round Top" refers to not only the name of the small town that this Antique-slash-Flea Fest is held in, but the event itself. Round Top is a Texas-sized show that is truly, well, big. And fun. One can find anything from fine, European antiques, to monogrammed Burlap pillows (for a mere $650.00) to hand-made goods and jewelry and clothing. It is a junker's dream and it happens twice a year, every Fall and every Spring.
I was fortunate to get to tag along with my boss, CB as she shopped for the shop. We had our eyes peeled for cool things and fantastic finds. So much eye candy and tons of inspiration. And one of the best parts, finding fellow (or rather gal) bloggers.
The first one I spied with my little eye...why it was Deb and Cat Daddy! at Talking White Trash. What an awesomely, beautiful booth they had.
Deb puts together a great vignette. And of course, I loved the touches of Fall with bittersweet and white pumpkins. You are a true artist Deb!
Great pile of old silverware.
Just loved the way this all looked together. The weather beaten door, art, fabric and that great branch of bittersweet. Did I mention artist?
CB loved this old scale. It was truly a cool find and I think it actually worked.
And while the outdoor temps felt like anything BUT Fall (can you say, "sweat fest"), it was fun to pretend. And we did have some cooler temps roll through for a short time on Tuesday morning, after the rain storm.
Finally got to see what Zapp Hall was all about. Have I mentioned fun? Even more fun was FINALLY getting to meet
Theresa. I think we've only been trying to meet for about two years now. LOL. Her booth was just amazing. Agan, an artist. In the photo above, I just loved the suit case full of wonderful finds.
Sweet, little, shabby child-sized chair.
Loved the "tumbling" look of the set of tables.
And thought about carrying all of these little guys home. Garden finds are a favorite of mine. And I stupidly did not take any pics of people, probably cause we were all melting in the heat. And does anyone really want to see that?
After hearing so much about the shop called Leftovers, from the other gals that I work with, I finally got to see it for myself. Wonderful. The lay-outs and displays and merchandise are very pretty and nicely detailed.
The thing that tugged at my heart most was this kitchen. The bead board, cabinets and counter top are what I would like to have in my own home. But I especially admired the artwork on the wall. It is a rusty wire, under which are tucked all sorts of tempting little goodies and whimsies.
Here are some close-ups. Old plates, books, photo's...
...even a couple of small, ironstone creamers hangs from the wire.
Of course, I especially loved the waded up paper and the wee nest.
And I also loved this great wall treatment. Painted, glazed and stamped.
But the trip was not complete without a visit to
Royers. And as always, it's well, fun and loud. The host (Bud) is snarky (but sweet at heart with a great smile) and the food is fabulous. Two words - Cilantro Ranch Dressing. Ok, that's three words. And steak that melts in your mouth. Awesome.
Great atmosphere. But pooh, no one danced on the tables. Well, on the floor, but no tables.
This is the ceiling.
And often times, you will get "community" seating. There were our dining companions for the evening. And they were fun. Because they were British. OK, the two on the left are British, the one on the right is American. But he's from New England, so there ya go. LOL. All were shop owners, looking for goods, except Daniel (center) who I think was along for the wild ride. Chauffer I think he said. :D
Conversation intially centered on shop talk, of course. But soon bits of speak on topics that ranged from Harry Potter to "Bubbles and Squeak" (which is an English dish which consists of leftover Pot Roast and Cabbage) soon made their way into the convo. They were delightful gentlemen (of course, they were British) and we very much enjoyed their company and conversation (and cool accents) for the evening.
Except for, did I mention the downpour? Yes, this was our dinner attire as we made the dash out to Royer's. Tres Chic.
We stayed at the most lovely location.
The Outpost at Cedar Creek is Texas charm from one end to the other. Lenore was a great hostess (and such a cutie), delightful accommodations and fantastic food, had me wishing I could stay longer. Not once did my hiney hit the hammock, but it sure did want too. I will for sure go back and drag Sweet Hubs along next time. And hey, now only 999 places left to visit before I die. Sounds like a plan to me.
Lovely club room.
The little Casi-ta we stayed in.
It was a grand adventure and with so much inspiration and eye candy, British talk and great food. My creativity is on overload and I'm ready to git to work. So I'll git to it!
Happy Wednesday!
