Posts from — September 2010
HeRE we are in WaRRENTON, TEXAS…we’ve ShoPPED. we’ve unloaded. we’ve totally JuNK’d out our cow pasture JG store! and we’re ready to open the GaTES tomorrow!!!! we’re soooo excited about WaRRenTON ANtiQUeS WEEK! it’s the MoTHER LOAD of all antiques shows!
annnnd a sneak peek at the GypSY TeNT…
WhO, please tell me…DOES NOT need a LarGER-THAN-LiFE WaLTER MaTTHAU picture??!!!
the SuN has set…and we’re open tomorrow!!!! y’all come on out! YoU sooo don’t wanna miss this! tha BeST JuNk in the UniVERSE!
JuNK GypSY selling dates: FriDAY, september 24-FriDAY, OcTOBER 1st! JuNK-O-RaMA PRoM, ThurSDAY,SepTEMBeR 30th @ the GypSY TENT!
for yer GPS…. 4217 S hwy 237, warrenton (or round top), tx 78961
Y’aLL hit the road for good times and GREaT JUNK! can’t wait to see ya!!!!
much love and tacos from the cow pastures of ZaPP hALL in WARRENTON, TEXAS 2 U!!!
XOOXXOXOX! the gypsies
September 23, 2010 13 Comments
“come to london. kettle on for tea.” said the text that came into my phone at 4:46 am.
a dear friend had just touched down in London on a jet plane straight from LA. it was 4:46 am here in America, 10:46 am in London. this is one of the things i dearly love. texts. texts from friends in far-flung corners of the world…even in the hours before dawn.
it is a simple little gift. a text. even at 4:46 am.
i happened to be awake.
so as I drifted back to sleep, i envisioned her gracefully stepping off the plane in a pair of beat-up cowboy boots. fog heavy in the air. steam wafting up from iron grates on the tarmac. gently throwing an old cashmere sweater over her shoulders and brushing her dirty blonde hair back from her freshly Californian tanned face and smiling as she felt the feeling of home wash over her.
and then i envisioned her getting in a big black taxi, the old-fashioned kind of course, and watching as all the sights of London passed by the window. her gentle grey eyes blinking back jet lag as she anxiously awaited settling into her wonderful English flat.
and then I envisioned the creamy white walls of her flat and the worn-out wood floors as her old cowboy boots shuffled across them , the twinkling of the tiny antique French chandeliers that i know must hang from the tall ceilings and the well-worn, soft pink slip cover that surely swallows up a big down-filled sofa. the hand-written quotes on tiny scraps of paper that peek out from old oil paintings, the photos of her children, and mementos from across the world.
i see all the details of a much-loved home.
all the details of a life well-lived.
all the fineries of a purposeful existence.
i see the beautifully tattered little details that could only be the mark of one person. . . of one of my icons, of one of my dearest friends, of one of the most selfless people I’ve ever been privileged enough to know . . .
my love affair with Shabby Chic and hence Rachel Ashwell began many years ago when I first began my journey into junkdom back in 1998. when i first began hopscotching across the country seeking out all that is tattered and worn and junky and funky. and i will never forget the first time i saw Rachel. it was on the cover of her second book, RACHEL ASHWELL’S SHABBY CHIC, TREASURE HUNTING & DECORATING GUIDE.
i saw this person sitting atop an old table in old jeans and older cowgirl boots and well . . . I fell in love! i snatched up the book and read it from cover to cover! i wagged it around from fleamarket to fleamarket as if it were a bible, alongside wrinkled road maps and scribbled-in journals. it was as if Rachel herself was my co-pilot.
a few years later, JuNK GypSY was no longer a dashboard dream of mine, it had become reality. and on my bookshelf sat every book Rachel Ashwell had ever written. still years later, she was an icon to me.
and then one day, in Warrenton, Texas while selling all things junky at the fleamarket in walked none other than Rachel Ashwell herself. as she said, in her deliciously decadent British accent, “would this happen to be Junk Gypsy?” i looked up from my job of folding t-shirts, as if in slow motion, and said “yes, it is.”
“hello, I am Rachel Ashwell, my friend Mary Emmerling said I should look you up. Would you happen to have dinner plans?”
so that night us three Junk Gypsies, 3 little junk dealers from Texas, dined with junk royalty, with the QuEEN of all things shabby, the world famous, Rachel Ashwell.
then our tremendous friendship ensued. years of texting about anything and everything, phone calls about business, about life, about love, about love lost. about children. about parents. about deaths. everything else falling away except the friendship between two women who set out in search of wonderful junk . . . and ended up finding wonderful lives
and we learned her back story. dropping out of high school. leaving London as a teenager. coming to America. getting married. Having two children. getting divorced. and with a small loan, and two babies, starting something that was a dream, Shabby Chic. building it to a multi-million dollar empire out of nothing but sheer determination, brilliant creativity, and a good heart. a golden heart.
in her exact words, “I never had any formal training in anything, life has been my school.” and for that, all of us can be thankful. Shabby Chic is neither manipulated nor planned, it is organic. it is real. it is built out of Rachel’s ongoing love for the prettiness of imperfection.
Maybe that’s why she loves us, she believes in the “prettiness of imperfection.” :)
and in spite of being copied over and over again, the real thing, Rachel Ashwell’s Shabby Chic Couture, continues to survive. and thrive.
her 6th book, Rachel Ashwell Shabby Chic Interiors: my rooms, treasures, and trinkets, tells the story of a huge transformation in Rachel’s personal and professional life over the past two years. it was written at a crossroads in her life. purchase one HERE (they will also be available in our tent at warrenton)
and now,we three junk dealers from Texas are honored to host her FIRST TEXAS BOOK SIGNING at our JuNK GypSY tent in Warrenton, Texas at the Zapp Hall Show. Come join us 11-3pm on September 30, 2010 for a wonderful question and answer TeXAS sit-down with our favorite London cowgirl, Rachel Ashwell.
Godspeed Shabby Chic.
XOXO, the junk gypsies (sisters in all things shabby, tattered, and torn)
ps – the most recent text I received from Rachel “need good home for my grand white sofa from Malibu house. handing it down to the Junk Gypsies. if you want it. hope you don’t mind – Pamela Anderson, Britney Spears, Paris Hilton, and myself have all slept on it.”
will someone please pinch me?
September 16, 2010 20 Comments
i think it’s pretty evident that food is monumentally important to our family. not just any food. GOOD FOOD. i mean really, really, good food. and most of all, we’re talkin SouTHERN-inspired, HONeY-HuSH, good-GAWSH-we’re-so-glad-we’re-from-TeXAS FOOD. from homemade, down-home, buttermilk biscuits & makes-ya-wanna-slap-yo-mama, cast-iron skillet cornbread to GriLLED ShRiMP BLTs on JaLapENO-sourdough bread. we. LOVE. good. food.
we will re-route a roadtrip for the rumor of a good cafe. BuT this here cafe…is worth more than the re-route of a roadtrip. it IS a roadtrip. it’s worth every mile. and as BuD ROYER says “it’s just a good conversation from anywhere.”
AnD not just because of the darn-good grub, or the OMG pies, or the ‘less-is-more’ decorating philosophy…but because of ALL of these things, and because eating at ROYERS is about more than just filling yer belly…it’s filling yer soul with a really, really great experience. an experience in a wonderfully-perfect, mayberry-esque town that will make you remember that every now and then it’s good just to slow down….and have a piece o’ pie…a la mode.
And now, RoYERS NEEDS YOU…your country NEEDS yOU…SMaLL-ToWN AMERICA needS YOU! ROYERS has been honorably nominated for ABC Nightline’s THE PEOPLE’s PLATELIST Contest.
VoTE for ROYERS! vote for PiE! vote for every delicious SOUL-FOOD calorie! do it for your COUNTRY and for everything that is good fer yer BELLY! VoTE NOW…voting ends SEpTEMBER 26!
COME on y’all…LET’s MAKE hiSTORY! and then hit tha road to ROYERS and have a piece o’ STRAWBERRY-RHUbARB pie on BuD (don’t tell him we said that!:))!
September 14, 2010 2 Comments
we quietly kicked off JuNK-A-PaLOOZA FriDAY morning by cranking up the siren & lights on our 1939 InTERNAtionAL FiRETRUCK & dropping the velvet rope between the Fu DOGS..while ArCHIE and NAte (an innocent victim volunteer) donned life-size wings and top hats and handed out tickets for the JuNKtaSTICAL giveaways!
they came from near. they came from far (18 hours!).
they came. they saw. they got the tee shirt
(did we mention el cheapo souvenir tees??!!).
we saw old friends…
and made new ones…
WaHOO SuE and her deAR hubby made an appearance in this rockin’ ride! we tricked it out JG style…with one of our neW HiPPie HiGHWay VeLVET steering wheel covers
& a ’well-behaved women rarely make history’ BuMpER stiCKER!
FRoM boots to pies to DiNG-DoNGS…the giveaways were a BLaST!
the film crew got the inside scoop…
MoTORCyCLERS rolled in like the RoCKSTARS that they are…
OvER 40 in number…their exhaust pipes rumbled, their black leather fringe drifted gently in the hot summer air, THey. ARe. So…..CooL.
we worked. we danced. we JuNK-A-PaLOOZa’d!
and we partied til we were pooped….
A ShouT out to all the folks that helped this JuNK-A-PaLOOZA rock!
- ThE DiXIE ChiCKEN
- ToNY LamA boots
- ChARLIE 1 HoRSE hats
- ThE BAKE shoPPE in CypRESS, TEXAS
- RoYERS RounD ToP CAFE
- anthologie images
- JoHN EvANS BaND
- CLeM MiKESKA BBQ
- FaRMHOUSE CaFE
AnD a special XOXOXXO to our new FiLM CrEW FriENDS…JeRRY, PierS, ScoTT, ChriS, MoLLY, DaVID, JaRED, KeLLY, COReY, ALiSON, and of course…DaWN….makin’ it happen…
aaaannnndddd roadside on our roadtrip…
AnD MoST mucho importantly…BiG, huge thanks to EVeRYBODY that traveled from near and far to come to our biggo GaLACtiC JUNK-A-PaLOOZA!!!! thanks for making what we do soooo much fuN…you make our hearts go pitter-patter!
seeeeeee y’all sooooon! WaRRENToN ANTiQUeS WEEK is just around the corner!!!!!!
stay tuned…RoyERS RouND TOP CaFE, RachEL AsHWELL, and AnTIQUES week comin soooooon!
September 10, 2010 12 Comments
to pick up where i left off…..
BeCAUSE there was no time for rest, we decided we had no option but to: a) adhere to mom’s torturous, inhumane, just-let-us-die, homeopathic ALfaLFA-therapy regime, b) pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, and c) GeT to WoRK.
the tents went up…
thE port-A-PottY rolled in…
BuT first…JeRRY and the guys attach and secure the OFFiCiAL trailer-cam before we go…
annnnd then we made it back to the LanD o’ GypSYViLLE to get ready for our BiGGO GaLACTiC JuNK-A-PaLOOZA….
JuST like a GypSY…
AnD here’s one of our new tee designs…SaVE the PLaNET! it’s the OnLy one with CoRNBREAD!
and oh-how-much we looooove the ‘moonlight-on-the-tent’ shots. there’s just something magical and peaceful and beautiful about this moment…the fruits of your labor, chandeliers glowing, tent decorated, under the canopy of a striped tent…all nestled safely under the TeXAS sky. twas the night before….
stay tuned!!! JuNK-A-PaLOOZA pics headed yer way!
September 7, 2010 3 Comments