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Rainy Day at the Fremont Market

I’m debating going to the Fremont Sunday Market tomorrow. It’s a fun place to get a bit to eat, look at antiques and crafts, and people watch.


Rain Coat: Wet Seal
Leggings: Newport News
Boots: Hunter
Purse: Crystalyn Kae

You know you’re at the market when you see the flags and unofficial vehicle.

Fremont VW

That’s right: Unofficial


There are a lot of great arts in Fremont.

Fremont logo

It is Fremont, Center of the Universe, and capital of all things quirky. At the annual Solstice Parade, you can see dozens of naked cyclists wearing nothing but body paint and a smile.

I went to the market a couple of months ago and ran into a dog named Zsa Zsa who had a heart-shaped patch of brown fur on her back.


I asked to take her picture and not only did her person oblige, she gave me a bookmark with the link to Zsa Zsa’s website! Turns out Zsa Zsa has a book.

Zsa Zsa

I had a pair of this style of roller skates when I was a kid. They are adjustable in length and wider and strap on to a pair of shoes. Old school!


I also had these classic wooden blocks. It’s probably a bad sign when the toys of my childhood are considered antiques.

wooden blocks

If you’re ever in Seattle, I recommend a trip to the Fremont Market.


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National Tweed Day

I’m not making this up. Today is National Tweed Day. Now, I’m not a stodgy old professor so I don’t have any tweed jackets with patches on the elbows. But I do have a pair of thrifted tweed shorts. So in the spirit of old fabrics and old things, I wore my tweed shorts to Pacific Galleries, an antique mall in Seattle’s SoDo neighborhood.

tweed shorts

tweed shorts and vegan clutch

Shirt: Ann Taylor (thrifted)
Shorts: Old Navy (thrifted)
Tights: Hue
Clutch: Shiraleah
Shoes: Frye (clothing exchange)
Necklace: Mary Kay

Possibly the best part of this outfit is that it cost a total of $59. I’m forever indebted to my friend, Angie, for bringing these great Frye shoes to a clothing exchange. And since the shorts were $4, I took a chance on them. I might not otherwise try this look, but the cost was low enough. Turns out I do like it and I will wear some combination of shorts and tights again.

Oh, and the antique mall: It was huge. 22,000 square feet of everything under the sun. Estate jewelry, old signs, books, and lamps. Mid-Century furniture, Nineteenth Century art. You name it, they’ve got it. My favorite was a sad little figurine sitting on a chamber pot, clutching her gut. Judging by the cork in her head, she doubles as some sort of vessel or chalice. Perhaps filled with a remedy for what ails you. I can’t make this stuff up.


But I can make up a poem! And to celebrate National Poetry month, I have. I’m sorry, in advance, that’s it’s in such poor taste and so poorly executed:

Stomach Ache
by Jean White

Whether from food or by drink,
Or a bug from a friend,
When gut rot afflicts you,
Seems it just won’t end.

But remember the pain,
Will eventually stop.
First grab a bucket
or sit on the pot.


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