the wind beneath my wings.

there is no denying it. there is no better place on earth than texas antiques week in the spring.

hashtag awesomeness.

hashtag i’m not even kidding.

it’s like the sky opens up and the sun comes out to play for the first time in many, many months. it’s wildflowers and fresh buds on the trees. it’s hills of green grass in the wild blue yonder.

it’s. the. bluebonnets. which are always, always worth the drive (as roger creager so perfectly says in his song, “fun all wrong”)

and nestled among all of this God given glory, is the world’s greatest fleamarket. the motherload of junk. the wind beneath our wings. texas antiques week.

and what is it that’s so great you ask? well, of course there is the obvious junk for miles and miles…as far as the eye can see. there’s the PEOPLE…God bless the junkers and all of their eclectic, unique, soulful personalities. there’s the food…did i mention the zapp hall crackers, the legal tender pimento cheese, the coffee bug iced coffee drinks?! holy moly. honey hush. i’m hankering for some of all that righttttt nowwwwwww. get in my belly!


but there’s also something more. something oh so much more. it’s something in the air. it’s electric. and everyone feels it. it really and truly is a happy place. everyone is happy because everyone has chosen to be here. junkers and shoppers alike. and everyone is grateful for being here. instead of shopping under fluorescent lights or sitting at a desk, you are out in the great wide open surrounded by junk. where you park in a pasture instead of a parking garage. where you don’t use your cell phone because you probably don’t have reception. where you let your free spirit loose and you channel your inner junker.

there’s a reason we call it junk therapy. for those that have been, you know why. if you haven’t, then what in the heck are you waiting for?

the fleamarket beckons…

here it is y’all!!! all the vitals on this texas antiques week: BIG INFO you gotta knowwwww!!!!

  • PAINT!! we have a newwww and long awaited paint line debuting at the show!!! seriously y’all, this has been a BIG DREAM of ours for a VERY long time and we can’t WAIT for y’all to see it!! (more info coming soon…this pretty much deserves it’s own blog)
  • TUNES!! the 1st EVER JG front porch series: UNPLUGGED happening EVERY DAY during TEXAS ANTIQUES WEEK featuring some of the finest singer/songwriters around! seriously…you DO NOT want to miss this! it’s FREE!! click HERE for more info! BLOG coming soon with more unplugged info too!
  • CORNBREAD! that’s right, y’all….gypsy daddy’s cornbread is NOW IN THE HOUSE!!!! because the ONLY thing better than gypsy daddy’s buttermilk BISCUITS is gypsy daddy’s biscuits AND cornbread. honey hush.

  • TRUNK SHOW!! our dear friend, marti agassi will be having a trunk show in store! stay tuned for more info!!!
  • JUNK-O-RAMA prom! and lest us not forget, JUNK-O-RaMA prom….the best time this side o’ the mississippi!

don’t forget to read past #texasantiquesweek blogs here!!!!

we’ve redecorated the entire JG world HQ & we have tonssss of new and awesome stuff! lots of great vintage stuff on the cheap!!! we can’t wait for y’all to see it!!!

call us with questions! our girls are amazinggggggg!!!! 979.249.5865


March 19, 2015   13 Comments

junkers migration.

my favorite time of year…the time of year when the texas sun warms your shoulders after a cold winter. the time of year when the grass turns green again, the bluebonnets blanket the sides of the roads in the most beautiful velvety shade of blue, the birds are chirping…and the junkers, well, the junkers head south. south to texas.

{photo credit: keely marie scott}

{photo credit: keely marie scott}

south to the junk capital of the world. it’s the bi-annual migratory pattern of the species junkus mammalias. (that’s the scientific term for junkers…it’s in wikipedia. seriously. (no, not really but maybe it should be)). we arise from winter hibernation…we dust off our junkin’ boots. we stretch our creative muscles. we pull on our work gloves, arm ourselves with plenty of tie-downs for the masses of great junk we plan to acquire and we hit the fields in search of the greatest thing we never knew we didn’t need.

get ready, y’all. the greatest time of year is here. and, like us, you NEED it. TeXAS antiques week is kinda like chicken noodle soup…it feeds your soul. so get here as fast as you can. hit the highways or the backroads. you’ll be glad you did…it’s time for a little junk therapy.

{photo credit: april pizana}

{photo credit: april pizana}

the DEETS you need to know!!!


sale dates: FRIDAY mARCH 29-SatURDAY april 6.


{4217 south state hwy 237, warrenton texas 78961}

JUNK-O-RaMA prom

{photo credit: keely marie scott}

THurSDAY, APRiL 4 at the GypSY TeNT – TwiLiGHT!

no tickets necessary! come 1! come all!

weAR your FUnkiEST, junkieST fleamarket finery!

REaD HERE for more AntiQUES week & JuNK-O-RaMA prom INFO!!!



March 19, 2013   13 Comments

the mother ship.

the mother load. the junk mecca. the fleamarket capital of the universe.

texas antiques week.

the time has come.

for those that remember their first time to warrenton (aka texas antiques week, round top antiques week)…you might be like us and you vividly remember crossing over those first hills of fayette county and into the hills of junk…the neverending hills of heaven. miles and miles of fleamarket goodness for as far as the eye can see. the experience….is 50 shades of giddiness. it’s spiritual. it’s junk enlightenment. and it’s pure-d happiness of all kinds.

your heart rate speeds up. your foot starts to quiver. you grip the steering wheel a little tighter. your palms get all sweaty. your eyes jump from the left side of the road to the right. you wonder if you’re hyperventilating and then realize it’s eupohoria. and then your brain asks…WHY have i never been here before? heaven, is that you?

tonight is the eve of our tent opening at zapp in warrenton. we’ve worked for over a week setting up our cow pasture store. we’ve unloaded trailers.

hauled piles of junk from here to there.

we’ve used a kabillion zip ties and enough light bulbs to beacon alien life forms. the tees are folded and the jewelry is plentiful. the junk is anxiously awaiting your arrival…

and we hope you love it from the top of your cowgirl (and cowboy) hat to the bottom of your pinky toes.

sweet dreams, junkers…tomorrow begins your soul vacation.


SALE dates: FRIDAY sept 28-SATURDAY october 6…at ZAPP hall, WARRENTON, TEXAS!

JUNK-O-RaMA prom: THUrSDAY, october 4th twilight at the gypsy tent

ENDLESS yaRD SALE airs on HGTV OCTOBER 5 at 8pm EST/PST & 7pm CST!!!

READ here for more ANTIQUES WEEK info!!!



September 27, 2012   32 Comments

true blue & tragic. spring 2012 edition.

it’s reallllly a travesty. a true-blue tragic reality. and it’s practically IMPOSSIBLE for us to understand. BUT, the word on the street is that SOME of you… HAVE. NOT. BEEN. to. ANTIQUES. week.  


i must take a moment to compose myself.

{i don’t know why i inserted this pic here…i guess just because i love it! a totally fleamarket-worthy cutie pie in the gypsy tent}

OK…so a quick little post to give the NEW kiDS on the BLoCK & the ANtiQUES week veterans, (aka. the never-say-die JuNKin ROAD WaRRIORs) the 411 scoop on the most important & most recent WHATCHA-GOTTA-KNOW deets of antiques week. antiques week 101 if you will.

as OFFiCiAL ambassadors of JUNK, we feel it’s our duty to keep y’all posted on all the exciting happenings of antiques WEEK.

leave no woman behind. leave no piece of junk un-turned.

there’s always quite a bit of confusion as to WHEN antiques week begins…and the answer to this is as clear as, well, mud. every field has different opening dates and while some junkers welcome early shoppers, others prefer you wait until they are officially open.

we set up at ZaPP hALL in warrenton…it’s where the cool kids are. actually there is great, awesome JUNk everywhere at antiques week, as far as the eye can see…and if you have time, you should cover as much ground as possible!

{the biggo texas sky and zapp hall. image: keely marie scott}

everyone always asks what to wear…and we have observed, that antiques week has it’s own sense of fashion couture. if your boots were made for walkin, wear them kicks. if not, wear COMFORTABLE shoes.

another must: a HAT. cowboy hat, sun hat, baseball cap…whatever fits your fancy, just bring a hat…the TeXAS sun is biG & bright and the fields are, for the most part, not shaded.

ALSO, pack sunglasses, sunscreen, cash, a tape measure, your camera, and a good backpack or tote bag.

just remember…anything goes…

and more is MoRE…

{the roadies back in the day… XOXO!}

the good news is…if you forget any of the above, you can more than likely find it at antiques week!

FoR JuNK-O-RaMA prom “shag-carpet couture”…refer to CaCTUS CREEK DaiLY’s “WHaT TO wEAR” post.

{image: keely marie scott}{image: keely marie scott}
{image: keely marie scott}

NoW…get ready! pack yer gear! leave all worries, anxiety, and STReSS at home!


do NOT miss that memo!!!

i repeat…






now hit the ROAD & get yer BOOTY to the FLEAMaRKET!


breakin’ it down…

WHERE we ARE: ZAPP haLL , directions HERE.

spring 2012 show dates: march 30-april 7

hours: 9ish-darkish

JUnK-O-RAMA prom: thursday, april 5 @ the gypsy tent

no tickets required!! FREE to all!!!

(click HERE to see keely’s pics from FALL 2011 prom!!)

stay tuned for biggg news on another awesomely exciting evenT during antiques week!! (hint: hgtv+jg+meg caswell)



March 22, 2012   12 Comments

fleamarket morning.

i stumbled upon an old word document the other day…a little something i wrote several years back about the mystic of fleamarket mornings. some things have changed since i wrote this…(i.e. we no longer stay in our little old rv (moment of silence…GoD bless cousin eddie)…but the passion and the soul of the fleamarket, i’m glad to say, is still the same…
here it goes…thought y’all might want to take a gander…
“It was a typical flea market morning…but it felt like anything but typical to us. We were nestled deep in the country…in Warrenton, Texas. Where the population is less than the speed limit, where you can still see the stars so thick at night you could almost pluck them from the sky…and where you can look any direction and see lush rolling hills, covered in grass that looks like rich velvet the color of Kelly green, dotted with grazing cattle and capped off with white cotton candy clouds perfectly placed in a baby blue sky.

{image: keely marie scott}

This particular morning, there was a crispness in the air and a pure Texas dew on the ground. Amie and I needed to get to the tent early…it was almost opening day of the show and we had a full day of unloading, climbing ladders, hauling furniture, and constructing mini-vignettes ahead. Our alarms unwelcomingly awoke us from much needed slumber at 6:30 am. Home sweet home during the antique show is our junky little RV, affectionately referred to as ‘cousin eddie’. It’s tiny and completely cramped – 2 people can’t pass through the ‘kitchen’ at the same time, one person must sit in the booth seat and let the other pass by- but cousin eddie has been our cozy little home for many an antique show and it’s almost bittersweet to think of other living arrangements.
The sun was just beginning to peak it’s majestic head above the bovine-dotted hills…electric pink, neon orange, and deep purple velvet splattered the sky begging the dew to evaporate and the dense coolness to rise leaving us a beautifully picturesque fleamarket day in the country.
Amie and I threw on our vintage fringe jackets, leather gloves and grabbed the dolly. As we started to walk the mile trek from cousin eddie to our tent, we passed through the fleamarket grounds; we navigated ourselves and the dolly through the geographic terrain of untold junk, sleepy tents, and early rising vendors with their morning coffee. I remember the feeling I had as we walked by some of the funkiest, coolest junk ever….salvaged car fronts with their original paint-perfectly rusty and perfectly one-of-a-kind, vintage letter press pieces all piled in huge buckets, old tubs with funky mannequin legs sticking out of them…I remember looking at Amie as I dragged the dolly behind me and knowing that we both had the same surreal feeling …one of pure joy and gratitude for this life, this day, this morning. It was so beautiful and graceful and perfect that I believe we both almost felt guilty that we could be so lucky. We both smiled and Amie said: “Boy, traffic sure is hell this morning, huh?” That pretty much summed it up.

{worldly treasures abound...}

{the most eccentric finds are always at HeCTOR the COLLEctoRS}

{junk...makes me happppppy}

{funky junk at MyLiSSA's}

{theresa cano of garden antqs vintage}

{kwaku...our fleamarket dalai lama}

{jimmy kuhl...aka jimmy COOL}

The rest of the day consisted of indescribable hard work. Our bodies ached, our muscles screamed, we were completely dehydrated and delirious from the manual labor…as we crawled into bed too tired to eat we almost felt like our bodies had been beat. But at the end of this day, we still knew we chose this life, we were the lucky ones…and we were right where we wanted to be.”
see y’all at the fleamarket!!! we open on FRiDAY, sept 23rd at NOON!!!! yeee-hawwwww!!!!
and be sure to read about our BiG NEWS heRE!!! and HERE! more info coming sooooon!!!

September 21, 2011   32 Comments