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    A Day at Canada's Largest Antique Show

    May 27, 2018 by Karen 78 Comments

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    The Christie Antique Show is Canada's largest outdoor antique market. It happens twice a year so I go twice a year.  Here's trip number one for 2018 - the spring sale. Tip #1 for antiquing?  Do NOT carry a purse.  Some kind of money belt around your waist is the way to go.  Filled with LOTS and lots of money.

    This weekend my sister and I took our annual trip to The Christie Antique Show.  Sometimes it's our bi-annual depending on how things go in the fall when the second show rolls around.  It had all the makings of a perfect day at an outdoor antique show and yet ... I ended up huddled on the grass crying and it's possible my sister peed her pants.

    That's not entirely accurate. My sister was wearing a dress.

    Here's how it all went down.

    There was a bit of a family emergency in the morning which made a slow start, so we didn't get to the show until around 10:00 a.m.  No matter. It was a stunningly beautiful day, around 30 degrees celsius (86 Fahrenheit) with clouds, so we were offered a bit of natural sunscreen courtesy of whoever is in charge of clouds.  Depending on your religion or lack there of this could be God, Mother Earth or whoever's in charge of the big game of chance in the sky.  A casino boss for instance.

    As has been the case for the past few years, the one thing I'm actually looking to buy at Christie's is a midcentury modern chair for my living room.  For the first few years I was looking they just didn't exist. None of the vendors had them or wanted them in their booths. A couple of years ago they started showing up a tiny bit but still nothing too impressive.

    Then this year - BAM - there it was.  My *other * sister who was at the show with her friend texted me with a picture and said I had to see it immediately.  She gave us directions to it in the show and off we went.

    It was not the exact midcentury modern chair I was looking for (which you can see here) but a very nice version indeed.  But not the exact one I was looking for.  But nice.  But not the exact one I was looking for.  But pretty great. But not the exact one I was looking for.  But it had great worn leather.  But not the exact one I was looking for.  But wow it was nice.

    That particular dialogue went on and on in my head as soon as I saw the chair.

     

    I walked away from the chair because .... I mean I think we've established why.  Because it wasn't the exact chair I was looking for.

    Plus it was a bit higher price than I thought it should be.  I figured I'd walk around and think about it.  And think about it I did.

    That dialogue continued rattling through my brain for the next 3 hours.

    And then I started to get worried.  I felt a little unwell.  Probably I just needed french fries.

    So I got french fries.

    The weird sick feeling I had didn't go away with the french fries so I knew it wasn't that I was hungry for potatoes; I was hungry for the chair.

    The thought of someone else buying my chair was filling me with rage. I couldn't concentrate on anything else at the sale.  Not even rugs.  And that's saying a lot.

     

    I was on one side of the massive sale. The chair was on the other side. It was exactly like Romeo and Juliet if Romeo was a chair and Juliet was - actually I'm exactly like Juliet so the only difference is that Romeo wasn't a chair. My heart was pounding. I felt ill.  I couldn't concentrate on a single thing.

    It was love.

    I grabbed my sister's elbow and dragged her back to where the chair was so I could see if it was still there.

    It was.

    I could breath again.

    We continued our tour around the massive grounds and eventually circled back to the chair.

    My chair.

    Which was now sold.  To not me.

     

    And it wasn't GONE, which would have been the best case scenario for a chair that was sold.  It was sitting exactly where it should be with a teeny, tiny little sold sticker on it that you couldn't see until you were practically sitting on top of the chair telling the guy you'd come back to buy it.

    This, as you might have imagined, is the point in the story where I cry.

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    Everything after that chair was garbage. I hated it all. It was stupid.

    Ironstone?  Hate it.

    Cool meat signs?  Hate 'em.

    Super-awesome vintage bathroom perfume dispenser.  Dumb.

     

    I couldn't even buy a rug. That's how distraught I was.

    By the way, if you're thinking at this point that I'm setting you up for a big turnaround at the end of this story - where it turns out the chair wasn't sold and I GOT the chair ... that didn't happen.

     

    These chairs made me smile a little bit, but not very much.  They're really beautiful safari chairs that would normally make me smile very much.  I didn't do that.  It was kind of a lip curl that could be interpreted as a sign of aggression actually.

    Nope.

     

    Snowshoes. Good.  I didn't buy my chair, lost out on something I should be sitting comfortably in right now, so I might as well move to the Arctic.

    Pretty lace and cups with a perfect condition scale.  Whatever.

    And then something happened that turned my whole day around.

    My sister peed herself.

    Technically she didn't pee herself, she got mustard on herself and had to wash it off in the bathroom but it looked exactly like she had an accident.

    Of course I found this highly amusing and it was enough to keep me going for the rest of the day.

     

    I even managed to not hate everyone and everything in my path and bought a few things.

    In fact ...

    I've shown you most of what I bought in this post.  Not all ... but most.

     

    Hidden in these photos are some of the things I purchased in my attempt to fill the deep, deep hole left inside me by "the chair".

    You'll find out what it is I bought and what I'll be doing with it all on Friday.

    Which, as everyone knows, is the best day of the week to sit in your favourite chair. :(
     

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    1. Wendy Hett

      June 19, 2018 at 6:52 pm

      We are obviously cut from the same cloth. Only someone I loved wetting themselves could have turned my attitude around too!

      Reply
    2. Shelly

      June 19, 2018 at 9:45 am

      I hope you bought yourself the crown and wore it the rest of the day!

      Reply
    3. deneen

      June 06, 2018 at 12:29 pm

      yeah...this is all great Karen. But, what I really need to know are the details on that great waist purse/bag thing!

      xo

      Reply
    4. Sew Happy

      June 06, 2018 at 11:10 am

      Lol, you are funny, but I’m sorry to say, that chair was ugly! So you shouldn’t feel bad about losing it! And... no amount of reupholstering it could fix ugly! You are lucky it was gone!

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      • Karen

        June 06, 2018 at 11:17 am

        Ha! Well I think we'll just have to disagree on the chair. On probably most design decisions. ;) ~ karen!

        Reply
    5. Lynne burns

      June 01, 2018 at 3:07 pm

      First, I loved this post. It made me cackle and (maybe) spit a little bit on my iPad while people at work walked by giving me the side eye.

      Second.... That's not the chair for you. It's a not good Eames sorta knock off and Charles and Ray would have haunted your house if you had purchased it. So, you saved yourself from that.

      The perfect chair will find you.... And you won't need to hire a priest (or whoever)to cleanse it for you.......

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      • Karen

        June 01, 2018 at 8:42 pm

        It was good. :( It was really good. It was the right height (very low), had those ugly bars on the back ... and worn, worn leather. Boooooo! ~ karen

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    6. suzan

      June 01, 2018 at 7:57 am

      reminds me of Brimfield and some of the markets we use to set up at when we were dealers . meet interesting people

      Reply
    7. Patti

      May 31, 2018 at 10:03 am

      Where is this wonderful show located?

      Reply
    8. Trisha

      May 30, 2018 at 10:09 pm

      I can't remember a single thing in any of the pictures except those safari chairs. Now I'm sad that I can't travel time and space to be able to have them for my own. I didn't even know I wanted safari chairs until I saw those. Oh, and the blue willow salt and pepper shakers. Pretty.

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    9. Wendy

      May 30, 2018 at 6:08 pm

      Would so love to go to that show,here in Vancouver anything over 50 years
      old is considered antique (including me).Looking for the perfect stained glass piece for my kitchen window......sigh....
      Sure hope you find the chair of your dreams!
      Had a good laugh at your sister's accident,has she heard of Depends!!

      Reply
    10. Stephanie

      May 30, 2018 at 12:16 am

      The Perfumatic, the safari chairs and the weird table next to the bug bar stool in the photo above the turquoise furniture. The horse would be splendid somewhere but the chickens might not like to share.

      Reply
    11. Sabina

      May 29, 2018 at 3:02 pm

      I so wanted to go but the gardens needed to be finished...heavy sigh...maybe this fall...

      Reply
    12. Sher Miller

      May 29, 2018 at 9:04 am

      I would have walked around bawling the entire day looking like a bad cartoonish version of myself. Not because of the chair but because I saw so many things in your photos that I know I could not have afforded because I did not save enough money to purchase.

      Reply
    13. Deborah Burns

      May 28, 2018 at 7:41 pm

      It was not a lovely shade of caramel, so "no" to the chair - you did the right thing!

      I am guessing the Meat Market sign! :)

      Reply
    14. Stephbo

      May 28, 2018 at 6:31 pm

      I desperately want to go to that sale, but worth my luck, I'd see all sorts of things I'd want to buy-in none of which I could get home on the plane.

      I'm guessing that painting of the boy came home with you.

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