were found on a rainy day, at a French brocante of course, negotiated with heads under plastic table covers...
After the dealer and me were both happy with me taking the lot,at the agreed price, we emerged for fresh air. The dealer then bundled them up and I carried my trouvais back to the car in old plastic grocery bags...
Today I was sorting through my armoire, rearranging stock and having one of those days where I feel I am in "lappe hemel" as a friend refers to it..meaning in heaven surrounded with my linen, lace and vintage textiles...
So since today turned out to be "dentelle" day...
Some of  the beautiful items I find, is not for sale, like the old bobbins, that I  use to display the lace which is special each in it's own way. I  remember where I found each and every card of lace, each bobbin,little  scraps of lace in a plastic bag perhaps..all happy finds.
  I love  it when mother and daughter, or two  friends carefully look at  each piece of lace, unwinding a bobbin, discussing with heads  together...and decide which will be good enough to take home for that  wedding dress, the christening gown, or just because they love the fact  that it is vintage and all the way from a brocante or armoire  somewhere...

I enjoy sharing special finds, like these lace books and lace cushions used to make the lace with original bobbins attached..
When possible ,I use  old fabric boxes all so found at French brocantes, to display lace and buttons at my brocante events. 
so back to la belle armoire...more sorting to be done.
