Tuesday, September 11, 2012

flea market finds

In case you haven't heard, it's been downright toasty here in Los Angeles. And so, like the silly creatures we are, Scott and I gathered a small group for a trip to the once-a-month Rose Bowl Flea in Pasadena, thinking the crowds might stay away. Of course, it was swamped as ever. The only difference was the speed of browsing - patrons (us included) oozed like sweaty zombies through the sticky, humid heat, dizzy with the effort of walking and reaching out for $5 cups of lemonade like they flowed from a desert water fountain. At any rate, Megan found a tray, we all threw up our hands at the end of an unsuccessful search for the perfect bar cart, and Scott and I documented a bunch of weird stuff on our cameras (above). Enjoy.

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