Sunday, January 30, 2011

A Little Confession . . . . About an Obsession

Okay, I have a confession and I'm not proud of it, but here goes. About six months ago, my friend Tory told me about a cool antique store in Camas, Washington, Camas Antiques. We tried a couple of times to get up there together, but it never panned out, so on a random weekend, I went by myself (well, not exactly by myself, Howard came along, too). When I arrived and started down the aisles, my breath was sucked right out of me. It was on a par with Monticello Antiques in Portland, which says a lot -- in some ways, it was even better (did I say that out loud?). As I walked the aisles with Howard, I remember telling him: I know it isn't right, but I'm not going to blog about this place; I want to keep it all to myself. And I didn't take any photos, I didn't share about this magical antique mall (thank heavens Tory was more generous).

Well, I returned to the store this past weekend, taking my friend Vicki along for the adventure. It was just as good as the first time, but this time around I decided to display some generosity of spirit by blogging about it. So the cat's out of the bag: Camas Antiques is an amazing place. Each booth is a little vignette of fabulous goodies - vintage, glitter, worn, shiny, random, oh, I could go on and on with words to try and describe it, but you know me, photos are so much better, so I'll just get out of the way!


Tory Brokenshire said...

Dayna,Dayna,Dayna what have you done, hee hee, it's a great place!

Anonymous said...

and it was a wonderful day of visual magnificamagic. loved so much of it, especially spending time with dayna!!


Lynda Howells said...

Hax l can see why you would want to keep it secret!xHaxxlynda