I am not a huge “antique” person. Â I particularly hate it when people use the word “antique” as a verb, and I don’t like dust or haggling for prices.
Today I went to Brimfield, MA for their gigantic antique fair. Â I had to buy chairs, artwork, tables for the Olde English Pub (opening this summer!), and I also needed some toothbrushes for myself, so I bought an antique toothbrush that was used by some guy in the 1860′s. Â The handle is made of wood and the bristles are made of beaver whiskers. Â He must have had gingivitis because there was still some blood on the bristles. Â But after brushing a few times, I could barely taste it.
Some quick observations after my first experience at an Antique Fair:
1. Â Antiques are expensive, despite them being old and crappy.
2. Â Flea Market people are one ferris wheel away from being Carnie Folk.
3. Â Bring your own port-a-potty.
4. Â If stained glass gets you excited, bring some sedatives because you’ll have hit the jackpot at this fair.
5. Â Drawings of flowers or birds that look like they should be in a HoJo, will cost you upwards of $300.
6. Â You know who likes antiques more than gay guys? Â Japanese people.
7. Â Bring a wheelbarrow. Â Or come up with a solid plan to carry around what you buy because it becomes a nightmare.
The Brimfield Antique Show is going on until Sunday if you want to check it out.