Victoria Elizabeth Barnes

Auctions– because you can never have too many giant, antique, fancy pieces of junk.

After The Kingdom Mirror went viral, Paul said things like – are you going to leave me for some guy who loves antiques that you meet on the internet?

I said – of course not. Unless he loves cats. Then, maybe.

This was because I’d gotten some emails in the vein of: you are an amazing, glorious, goddess of perfection and giant fancy things, whom I worship and would acquire mirrors for all day long.

And I sort of thought– gosh. Wow. I DO love Paul… but maybe I would love someone else even more? Someone who WANTS to do mirror-retrieval? I mean, for all I know Jon Hamm really likes antiques. And cats.

So I started to wonder – have I inadvertently limited my life’s work by tethering myself to Paul? By choosing someone who is capable of mirror-retrieval, but not enthusiastic for it?

Have I made a terrible mistake?

At some point I started collecting giant, fancy antique mirrors – mantel mirrors, pier mirrors… doesn’t matter as long as they are ornate (and cheap!) See my latest auction-treasure!

Wow. This is totally fascinating… keep reading.

The auction/ sofa report. Part II.

Last week was the first time in my blog’s history that I did not write a post that was WAY longer than anyone wanted to read. I even managed to leave out what I paid for the sofa I bought at my first auction– $200.

That was exactly my top bid. (Actually, a little over once you factor in 10% buyer’s premium and tax.) The other guy stopped bidding, so I cannot say for sure if I would have stuck to my price or if I would have merrily plowed past it.

I started writing up some thoughts on auction-prices in general, and how they compare to Craigslist. But then I decided that I should probably go to more than one auction before proclaiming myself accredited.

Fortunately, this should take NO TIME AT ALL, seeing as how I plan to do nothing else.

Wow. This is totally fascinating… keep reading.

A short video of my first auction experience.

Last month killed me… I am actually writing from beyond the grave.
(Such is my commitment to you.)

I might not even be here today, if it were not for the fact that I went to my first auction, (apparently even in death, I cannot pass up the possibility of a good find) and I wanted to submit a brief report.

Brief report:
Auctions are an endurance sport of having your nerves shredded.

A short video of my first auction experience, and the antique Victorian sofa I won!

Wow. This is totally fascinating… keep reading.