Saturday afternoon, girlie heaven. My friend had seen signs for a vintage fair. Curious, we left the boys at home and off we ventured. We had a wonderful time. Here's a peep of what we saw.
The event was called 'Vintage Street'.
There were classic cars waiting to be ogled.
Mojitos at a mobile cocktail bar waiting to be sipped.
Cocktails in hand we had a wander around the beautiful gardens.
And then hurried back inside to warm-up and browse more vintage inspired stalls.
So, a vintage fair - not very minimalistic, I agree. But give me a trip down nostalgia lane any day of the week over a walk down the high-street where every shop is selling a variation on the same thing. An overdose of bunting, cupcakes, retro fashion, memorabilia, music and craft stalls can work wonders to lift one's spirits in these hard-up times.
Considering the fun we had, the little money we spent was well worth it. We helped support a local event and small businesses so that's alright by me. Our enjoyment was about experience rather than shopping. Who said minimalism had to be austere?