Photos by Merisi, text by Corey Amaro.
Merisi wanted to document me at the brocante. I was gamed, as long as she followed two rules: Only photograph my good side, which meant the back of my head, and didn't catch the terrible brocante bug. She failed on both.
"Hey, is that my double chin I see in the photo? The one made larger by layers of apple strudel, apricot dumplings and potato ravioli?" I asked.
She didn't heed a word I said, not a word!
At the end of the day, we stopped at a local bar for a drink. Merisi wanted a typical drink from Provence.
She had a Pastis.
I had a Perrier.
French Husband had a beer.
We went to the brocante later than usual yesterday morning, blame it on Merisi's lovely dinner of potato raviolis with sage butter sauce.
At the brocante I met a woman from our village who makes potted flowers using nineteen century cemetery elements: Original painted tin leaves and porcelain flowers. She cements them into small metal cannisters.
Also she makes these cactus floral decorative objects.
They are much larger than the potted flowers.
Aren't they interesting?
Later I stumbled upon a dealer who dealt with old papers, postcards, books.... In a plastic crate he had eighteen century hand written booklets with book covers like I had never seen. The were made with hand painted wallpaper! The earliest one dated 1711.
21 booklets altogether. The dealer would not sell them separately. Hoping he would come down on his starting price, I begged got on my hands and knees pleading mercy I did... but the dealer wouldn't budge not one cent for the sake of my bleeding soul.
I asked him since he didn't want to lower his price maybe he could add in a book, or a postcard, or something....for free.
"No way." Was his response.
He wasn't fun.
We left.
French Husband said, "Are you going to regret not buying them."
I turned around and walked back to the stand and said, "Re Bonjour! (That is what they say to someone they have already said hello to, though I wanted to stick out my tongue instead...) Excuse me sir, but you know you are going to regret not selling me the booklets, they would be so happy chez moi, very happy."
He laughed waving me away.
The eighteen century, hand painted wallpaper covered, booklets moaned,
"At last, we have heard it all."
serious business.
So much to see,
learn, dig through, sort. Talk about, study, evaluate.
It is an investment.
A large trunk was stuffed with home made linens, lace and underpinnings... I dug through them.
Pink ribbon straps, mother of pearl buttons, lace up chemises. I put one on over my shirt.
The bottom of the trunk was wet, it rained the night before. At least that is what I hope made the trunk wet...
I found the necklace yesterday at the brocante, and the ring too.
Lace, flowers, rings, necklaces... serious business I tell you. Serious business.
Cotton baby bonnets from last century. Mostly tattered to perfection.
French Husband shook his head, "Riped is nice, I don't understand."
"It's an art form darling." Educating him in the art of faded grandeur is also part of my job, I continued, "Torn, tattered, stained... equals perfection."
"Torn, tattered, stained... equals perfection... this man understands."
French Husband asked how much. He looked at me and said, "Is it worth it?"
I said, "Love is always worth the price isn't it?"
"So does this mean I can wear my old sweatshirt whenever I want, and my dead shoes when we go out, as you call them?"
Why does he have to be extreme, making the point with examples, that husband of mine?
"Dead shoes are dead, but they mean something to you. I get it." I realize that sometimes I have to let him win. But between you and me I am tossed those dead shoes to the back of the closet when we got home.
Brocanting treasure.
Old sweatshirt, and dead shoes included.
Worn with perfection means a lot to me.
Thanks Merisi for the lovely photographs.
It is so nice to see you IN the photos for a change Corey! And to see you interacting with French Husband is so lovely. It feels like we got a secret glimpse into you. You make such a good looking couple!
Posted by: Gina | 16 August 2010 at 02:07 PM
Where did you go antiquing ? I love the pictures. The pic of the man is fabulous, love it.
The pictures of both of you is gorgeous. Bisous
Posted by: le petit cabinet de curiosites | 16 August 2010 at 02:21 PM
Lovely photos, kudos to your friend Merisi! I hope you found some nice treasures at the brocante.
Posted by: Chris Wittmann | 16 August 2010 at 02:32 PM
Retail therapy - Amaro style!
Posted by: [email protected] | 16 August 2010 at 02:58 PM
Love the photo of you and Yann! Wish I was there in the middle of the brocante!! What fun.
Posted by: Niki | 16 August 2010 at 03:14 PM
I feel as if I were there with you, these photos are tres fantastic. Especially, the last one, you two are too beautiful.
Corey, this post was amazing. Even though I'm not in France, I antique often here and dig through boxes, booths, baskets, looking for something that speaks to me. Practicing for France, I say in my head.
French Paper and Lace - my favorites!
Posted by: Rhonda P. | 16 August 2010 at 03:15 PM
Corey, I felt as though I was a tag-along to the cafe and brocante. Thank you for sharing your day.
Posted by: Lorelei | 16 August 2010 at 03:39 PM
Lovely to see you in action!
French husband looks even more handsome when he is sharing your passion at the brocante!
Love that last picture...beautiful couple!
:)
Posted by: Laura | 16 August 2010 at 03:41 PM
What a beautiful photo of you and your husband! Thank you for sharing in your Brocante treasures. Ahh I can only dream lol Grace
Posted by: Grace | 16 August 2010 at 04:15 PM
So glad you let M cronicle your day; the pictures of you doing your thing were great, but I'm sure it had to feel a bit strange for you to be in front of the camera.
Posted by: Debra P. | 16 August 2010 at 04:16 PM
Corey,
Your purse is amazing! I think it is printed 'plastic' material? I lust. As always, a brilliant post.
Cheers
Posted by: Leslie Gelber | 16 August 2010 at 04:19 PM
Great to see your FH brocanting with you... my husband would stay well clear .. !
Lovely photos of you two...:-)
Posted by: anne | 16 August 2010 at 04:24 PM
I am sitting here loving every word and every phrase and appreciative of such a lovely friendship between you and Meresi and thinking a bit what a blessing her visit has been for you; the food, the treasures, the pictures and the adventures at just this juncture in your life with the changes in the air. Thank you.
Posted by: Penny | 16 August 2010 at 05:17 PM
Such a lovely and loving photo of you both. It's just wonderful. I had fun tagging along on your excursion, thank you for allowing us to join in. I noticed that great necklace in the photo of you and FH looking through the books! Those books, oh I'd love to have touched them.
Posted by: Everton Terrace | 16 August 2010 at 05:50 PM
Those old linens are amazing......LOVE the last snap of you and your Hunk of Burning Love!!! Great shot.
Posted by: Sheala | 16 August 2010 at 05:54 PM
How wonderful to see photos of you in action at the brocante. And ones with French Husband, too. All your readers are thanking Merisi, I'm sure.
Posted by: Lorrie | 16 August 2010 at 06:05 PM
I have stumbled on your blog by chance and your photographs have made me so homesick for Provence. We used to spend the whole summer at La Londe les Maures and visited Aix en Provence on a number of occasions. I can feel the heat in your photos, hear the cicadas and smell the leaves of the fig trees. Here in Cornwall, UK, it is very beautiful, but my heart belongs to the fields of lavender and the taste of real croissants at breakfast with real apricot jam and thick, thick chococlat! Thank you for giving me a slice of the sunny South each day.
Jane
Posted by: Jane | 16 August 2010 at 06:23 PM
What a great post! It's a rare treat to see you and FH in photos together. Every shot is a goodie. You two look perfect together. BTW, you look fabulous in white. Thanks Merisi.
I love the agave pots. Would like to see them in person. I am making porcelain roses at the moment, so I am doubly interested in what your friend is doing.
Posted by: Natalie Thiele | 16 August 2010 at 06:53 PM
I understand torn, tattered, and stained...and it IS perfection. I know exactly how you felt as you looked at those baby bonnets. The hands that created them and the wonder in the hearts as to who this person would grow up to be in the world. Oh, the beauty of a manuscript on hand-painted wallpaper. Can you imagine such a thing? Creating wallpaper for a room? We are talking tall ceilings here. Okay, the photos were such a treat. You are a beautiful lady and French Husband is a lovely compliment. Thank you, I cannot wait for tomorrow's post!
Posted by: Carolyn | 16 August 2010 at 07:10 PM
Such a tactile post Corey, Merisi is a talented photographer. That last picture is a keeper. Must must must be framed in black & white for the family gallery ! Jx
Posted by: Julie Ann Evins | 16 August 2010 at 08:45 PM
What a fabulous post Corey! Loved all. You look wonderful! Oh yes, adore the gentleman in the top hat of course!
Posted by: Helen | 16 August 2010 at 09:25 PM
Corey I LOVE LOVE your blog ---as much today as I did the first time I read it. Your picture your stories your inspiration
Can't wait to see you at Round Top
Posted by: Teri | 16 August 2010 at 10:34 PM
I love all the photos of you and FH. You need to include pics of yourselves more in your blog. It's so much more personal.
Love all the lace. It's a good thing I don't live in France, I would not be able to contain myself at the Brocante and my home would become unlivable.
~elaine~
Posted by: Elaine | 17 August 2010 at 01:38 AM
Today was a rough day for me but you ended it for me with a smile. Thank you.
Posted by: Notastepfordwife | 17 August 2010 at 01:49 AM
Look at you two....now that's a great picture. So beautiful. Thank you, Merisi and thank you, Corey for taking us to the Brocante!
Posted by: carol | 17 August 2010 at 01:50 AM
I’m moaning!! Oh what heavenly bliss to be diggin through those piles...I love and understand that look on your face...determination, wonderment and asking yourself is this “it”...France has got to be the coolest! How do you keep your weight down there. I would be gi normous!!
Posted by: cynthia Wolff @Beatenheart | 17 August 2010 at 01:52 AM
Thank you Merisi, so lovely to see photos of Corey (and French Husband). That was a treasure worth finding.
Posted by: Leanne | 17 August 2010 at 07:37 AM
Corey-- I see no double chin. Just a woman who's full of life and very much in love with French husband. And nothing wrong with my vision either. :)
Posted by: Mylyne | 17 August 2010 at 08:19 AM
Yes, I agree Corey... thanks for allowing us to see the lovely photos of you and French husband. You guys are obviously so in love and that is so nice to see for a change.
I'm off to Provence for a week in September and can't wait to hit all the brocantes.
Posted by: Erica | 17 August 2010 at 09:13 AM
Merisi truly captured the essence of you and FH in these photos. You are in your element!!! I am going to be in BIG trouble next year at the brocante. The vendor with the lovely 18th century notebooks is biding his time, just waiting for someone like me who will swoon and fold like a bad hand of cards! I will have to pinch myself and say...be strong...be strong!
Posted by: Jo | 17 August 2010 at 01:56 PM
So fun to see all these photos of you and FH. I wish you'd post them more often.
Posted by: Star | 17 August 2010 at 03:26 PM
Wonderful to see the both of you together having a fun day with Merisi!!
You look great as a blond, Corey!
xox
C
Posted by: rochambeau | 17 August 2010 at 11:46 PM
I have never seen a lovelier picture of two people so happy with each other.
Thank you Merisi for bringing our beautiful, shy Corey out where we can see her.
Posted by: Karen C | 18 August 2010 at 12:36 PM
Beautiful photos, Merisi and Corey!!
Posted by: Alison Whittington | 18 August 2010 at 07:50 PM