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Thinking Back to Christmas Past

Christmas was a magical time at Olive Road, the street where my grandparents lived and the place my vintage fabric shop is named after. My Nana Mary would cover every inch of their tiny house with Christmas paraphernalia. ‘It is for the children’ Nan would reply to our giggles when Father Christmas ho-ho-hoed every time we entered the front room.…

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Vintage Stories: 1960’s Saucer Chair

My favourite thing about running an Etsy shop is the people that I get to chat to from all over the world including vintage fabric fan and designer-maker Eileen from Brisbane in Australia. Eileen has her own Etsy store, Touch Wood Design, selling beautiful cushions that she makes in her studio. She bought some unique 1950’s…

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Vintage Stories: A Vanity Case of Memories

It was the first time my husband visited my grandparent’s house at Olive Road that I realised my family’s greeting to each other was unusual. ‘What’s ooo-oooh?’ Craig asked smirking. A pebble dashed house on the edge of a London suburban housing estate, I always entered around the back and sang out ‘ooo-oooh’ as we…

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Vintage Stories: City Thrifter and the Bohemian Bag

Olive Road London talks to City Thrifter about her love for vintage shopping and her vintage story… ‘I’m unsure where my love for all things vintage began. I have really early memories of being dragged into antique shops by my Dad and being beyond bored with wandering around looking at “old stuff”. I can’t walk…

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Vintage Stories: A Vintage Dress Made for a Wedding

My friend Cathy married Matt in the most beautiful vintage dress in 2008. I know from experience how difficult it is to find a vintage wedding dress to fit so I asked Cathy to share the story of her dress.  ‘I walked into Frock Me at Chelsea Town Hall and there it was, on the…

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A Little Piece of Eastbourne

‘I found them in a carrier bag’ Jinny says to me as she proudly shows off the bright floral curtains hanging in her otherwise white walled studio. ‘My mum was helping my auntie Rose move into a sheltered flat and I couldn’t stand the thought of them being thrown away, they are a little piece…

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