Sunday, April 20, 2014

Fleamarket Flip

Went and braved the fleamarket this morning in search of resale items. First table I hit, I hit last time I was there, I paid $1.50 for three things and turned 2 of them into $22.00, the other is languishing in my Etsy shop, but I don't think it will for long. Today, he had a pile of linens and among the linens were vintage hats and some purses. Some lady asked the price and he said a "$1 each in that pile"

She walked away, and I grabbed a purse and 2 hats, one is Italian angora, one is a brown velvet made in NYC. Purse was shiny black vinyl, very retro. As I was about to pay I noticed on the table that he had several old bottles of perfume, including a full, sealed bottle of Chanel No. 5. I asked "$5" SOLD. Then at the other end he had a near-mint snake or lizard purse, again very retro, I asked, "$8", again SOLD.

I then grabbed a few MLP in other spots (yes, I am an idiot...) and as we were getting ready to leave, remembered that one of the "junk guys" (read - box truck full of banana boxes filled with random crap) had had a peacoat sitting on his table that I had been hemming about.

I went back, grabbed an old velvet mod purse and a suede USA made newsboy hat, and grabbed the coat. I ask "How much?" He snottily says $25. I ask "Will you take $20?" and he informs me snootily that the peacoat is "real" and that he had had it on ebay for $75. I resisted the urge to say "And you didn't get that because it's here", but I held my tongue. I thought on it for a minute and thought "Fuck it, why not?" and bought them for asking price.

Now I feel like an asshole. I looked up said coat, guy must have taken crappy pics or something, because this thing sells regularly for about $200+. The purse and hat around $25-$50 each.

I will not dicker again. It's shitty. I am just used to being poor and trying to get rock bottom prices, and I wasn't really sure about the coat, but the buttons bothered me and it haunted me until I went back and left with it.

AND Ma's Burberry coat is still here. I said fuck it and measured it, and photographed it on my dummy. I want to ask her to leave it here so it won't stink and will stay pristine for someone. I may just ask if I can sell it for her. I hate high-end merchandise being mishandled, it's a pet-peeve of mine.

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