BEHEMOTH OF ALL FLEA MARKETS

The end of my whirlwind trip led me to Brimfield, MA . . . host of the "Brimfield Antique Show." This insanely huge flea-market happens three times a year and has always been a subject of conversation in my family (we basically live by the motto: "one person's trash is another person's treasure").
Flea markets, yard sales, and thrift stores are my obsession but i barely bought a thing here! It was insanely overwhelming. After experiencing six hours of Brimfield, Eric and i decided that there is truth to the saying "too much of a good thing." I was beat and left with barely anything.
I did snatch up three mugshots of women from the end of the 1800s though (arrested for shoplifting in Chicago). I think it's going to be the start of a new collection for me. I also bought some amazing glass and metal African beads that i'm psyched to start incorporating into some new Rackk and Ruin pieces.