At the time, I was looking for a piece of furniture for my bedroom, but I wasn’t really sure what I was looking for. Since I love to look at antiques and I’m super cheap thrifty, flea markets seemed like a good idea. I mean, who doesn’t love the smell of dust, depression and dying dreams? (or so I imagined). Then I saw him. Staring at me with his big metal eyes asking –no beckoning me to take him home with me. And that, my friends is how this hobby was born.
This is Ricky. AND I. LOVE. HIM
So I thought I would research some definitions for you:
Posh - Adv.
• Smart, elegant or fashionable; exclusive
• Upper-class or genteel
• In a manner associated with the upper class
I like this definition. Plus I secretly like Victoria Beckham. Not because she was Posh Spice, but I kinda like her “I’m awesome, look at my awesomness because it’s so awesome” style.
Flea Market - 1917, especially in reference to the Fr. marche aux puces in Paris, so-called "because there are so many second-hand articles sold of all kinds that they are believed to gather fleas."
I don’t like that definition, and since I’ve never found a flea in the flea market, I’m gonna make up my own definition. (It’s my blog, I can do what I want).
Flea Market - a magical place (not unlike Never, Never land or that planet in Avatar where the mountains were in the sky) where hidden treasures abound. Where old things to become reborn as new, useful, colorful, non-smelly cute things at a fair and reasonable price.
So. That’s what I do. That and write incomplete, run-on sentences with incorrect grammar on a blog.
**Incidentally, Dictionary.com is so helpful, that it gives you other words that are similar:
Poshest is always a great word to know. So is ninnyhammer: a chattering or flighty, light-headed person.
I'm not sure, but I think Dictionary.com just insulted me. Or they have seen me after a marathon spray paint session.