Then last weekend, after disappearing for a few minutes amidst the summer throng while we were at a nearby flea market, he reappeared holding two small things in his hand. These:
A really lovely leather sewing kit and a precious copper needle holder. "I think you'll love these," he said.
I quickly glanced at his other hand to check that he wasn't clutching some big ugly object like another World War 2 helmet (a purchase he made two years ago that still makes me shudder). Nope, nothing. Just my kinds of girly, romantic, beautiful things.
Men are from Mars, women are from Venus, they say. But it seems that, at least for these two extraterrestrials living together, in flea markets they will meet.
This gorgeousness is now part of my latest La Couturière, "the seamstress," a pack of basic needs for the vintage lover who also loves to sew. Click here to see.
P.S. Il me faut aller coudre quelques fleurs maintenant. Ce soir la traduction française, okay?