Sunday, 15 November 2009

What Happens When Baby Doesn't Love Vintage?


If you're reading PMM, then I'm guessing you like vintage stuff and things too. It's for this reason that I am issuing a warning!

The next scenes may be disturbing for some. If you are easily distressed, please click away now. We advise anyone who loves thrifting, vintage, and op shops to click away immediately.

Alrighty then. For those still here, here 'tis.

My Tiny does not love vintage. Nope. Tiny loathes vintage. I can perfectly illustrate this from earlier this week with the bowl that was smashed.

Disturbingly, it looks like a trend that Tiny is perpetuating in her angsty vintage loathing behaviour going down here at Chez PMM.

Take this example. I put her in a ridiculously cute (and cool) vintage cotton top (hail spot). Look at the response.


And tonight, well I am royally peeved. I went in to find out why she wouldn't go to sleep to discover that as per usual she'd poured water all over her bed (this is standard for Tiny).  

Let's back track a little. Last year I was overjoyed to discover this vintage Santa book (circa 1980) at my local oppy for just 50 cents. I popped it in the special 'Christmas shelf' and let it be. Unfortunately Tiny wouldn't let it be. She learnt how to say 'San' (for Santa) and requested it as her bedtime reading, just before lights out. She'd looked at it previously with no problems.


Unfortunately tonight was a different story. Once I discovered her bed was all wet, I stripped the sheets and blankets. And discovered this. My beloved book (which mind you, every time I looked at it, took me down memory lane as I had the same when I was small) had been paper-crafted right into the bottom of her cot. Right, right down the end. What might look like flowers crafted out of vintage paper (if you squint your eyes really tight) looks to me like some small punk tore up my book in a gleeful fit of vintage loathing.  
Sadly, Tiny does not love vintage.