I’ve been having this same conversation roughly once a day for about two weeks now, with various members of The Compound:
Family Member: “Want to go on an excursion?”
Kate: “No… I have a lot to do around the house, I should really get some stuff done.”
Family Member: “But…. You have to come! This might be your last excursion before you have the baby!”
So far, this tactic has lured me to: Target (more times than I would like to admit), Building 19, various curtain stores… and… New Hampshire. Don’t judge me – I could never resist a good excursion! ;)
Yesterday’s trip was to an antique/retro/vintage store that my sisters and I have been dying to check out for almost two years now. We’ve followed the owner’s blog, but never seemed to get to the store itself. Until yesterday!
It’s called Salvage Chic Antiques (check out the blog here), and it’s seriously adorable. I actually wanted to redecorate my entire house after going to her store. It’s located in Pembroke, MA (about 30 minutes south of Boston), and it’s a really nice drive through some cute towns to get there.
Unfortunately, any excursion involving myself and my two sisters (without adult supervision) is bound to turn ridiculous at some point.
Before finding Salvage Chic, we wound up at the wrong antique store (thinking it was Salvage Chic until it was too late). We should have known better, since all the photos on Salvage Chic’s website are of an adorable store, and this place was…. the opposite of adorable.
I’m pretty sure it should be featured in an episode of Hoarders (have you seen that show on TLC? If so, you can picture this place).
It was so cluttered, I couldn’t fit my big pregnant self between piles of junk, without tiptoeing, and/or turning sideways to avoid breaking random piles of dishes with my belly. Classy, right?
The worst part? We kept edging towards the door, and the owners kept trying to lure us further into the store to keep us there! At one point, I looked over and my little sister was in an intense staring contest with the creepiest cat rug ever. Once that happens, you know it’s time to cut and run!
Once we finally escaped, we looked across the street…. and there was Salvage Chic.
Right. Across. The street. How ridiculous.
At any rate, it was totally worth the trip. If you’re in Southeastern MA, I recommend checking this place out (Just avoid the antique store across the street – unless you’re in the market for a wicked creepy cat rug ;)