photos via Skona hem here
I didn't become a fan of flea markets until after I moved to Los Angeles. Between the Melrose Trading Post, Rose Bowl Flea Market, and a few others held around the city, it's hard not to see the charm and opportunity flea markets present. While browsing the outdoor aisles, I can't help but notice that everything for sale seems to be only a short DIY step away from becoming a better version of what it once was, which in turns fills my mind with this grandiose vision of me spending afternoons refurbishing said items and putting them somewhere in my home with the satisfaction of knowing I saved money and recycled. But alas, my dream stops there, as more times than not I walk away empty handed for fear of ending up with a house filled with odds + ends that don't make any sense. However, after seeing this home, which is mostly filled with flea market finds, I'm certain I need to step up my game and make a purchase (or two) the next time I'm there.