Operation: Texas Antique Week
Twice a year, a sleepy little section of the Texas Hill Country comes alive with an event that people come from all over the world to visit- Texas Antique Week. It’s actually more like 3 to 4 weeks and happens twice a year. The little towns, that have only single digit populations, swell with countless numbers of crazy junk lovers that recognize heaven when they see it.
I have wanted to go to Texas Antique Week for years. I was born and raised in Texas and have only lived in Colorado since 2010. During those five years, I have missed Texas terribly. I will always be a Texan and I will always love my home state…with no snow and no bone chilling cold.
After telling you all of that, I have never been to Texas Antique Week or to that area of Texas. I have taken some hair raising road trips in other parts of the state with my best friend of 35+ years and college roommates, but not to this area.
The idea of actually going, as opposed to just thinking about going, started when fellow vendors at A Paris Street Market and Old Glory Antiques Fair, two big upscale flea markets in the Denver metroplex area, started talking about their plans to go last October. As it turns out, these vendors have gone to Texas Antique Week and have participated in the highly regarded Marburger Farms Antique Show for years. They somehow created a master plan of pulling off the massive undertaking of living in Colorado and traveling to Texas, twice a year, to successfully sell to a crowd that is second to none. The more they talked, the more energized and inspired I felt- I could do that, too!
I started thinking about my own “massive undertaking” and all of the little details I would have to deal with in order to pull this off. How hard could this be? Well, I have a 40+ hour a week “normal” job and limited vacation time saved up. I have an SUV with no trailer hook up. I have a trailer that hooks up to Mr. Old House Chic’s truck- which is a standard. Listen- I can hear each and every one of you saying, “You don’t know how to drive a standard?!” I do on country back roads with the dirt road all my own and not a soul around for miles and no witnesses to speak of anything they might’ve seen. But city driving, with a trailer and hills to navigate? No. Not doing it.
The other part of the massive undertaking is Texas Antique Week, itself, and getting my foot in the door to become a dealer/seller/vendor. I have an idea of specific shows I want to consider because I think they match the personality of my business- rusty, crusty, peeling paint and aged to perfection. Some shows are true antique shows with 250 year old couches stuffed with horse hair that you wouldn’t dare sit on and some have deer antlers, painted a fabulous gold attached to mannequins which are riding on a vintage bicycle painted chartreuse. Each show has its own personality and not all will be a good fit for me.
So, with all of that in mind, I decided to plan a recon mission of vast proportions. I am going to Texas Antique Week to stake my claim in the chaos and see if this is the next chapter for me and my business and will be picking up a few- oh, who are we kidding, a shameful amount of treasures along the way.
Seriously, stick around for this one- if you can’t go or just want to be a spectator to Texas Antique Week, I will be blogging, Facebook-ing, Pinterest-ing and Instagram-ing every part of this EPIC road trip starting March 31st to April 4th, 2015. In the meantime, I’ll be sharing all of my plans leading up to making this wish a reality.