I follow a few rules when I shop.
1 - The item of desire must be immediately and completely useful and necessary to me, otherwise I'm not going to buy it.
2 - The item of my desire must be dirt cheap, otherwise I'm not going to buy it.
2 - The the item of my desire must be impossible to make or replicate, otherwise, you guessed it, I'm not going to buy it.
So needless to say, we didn't buy anything on this specific shopping trip, but we did do a lot of ooooing and ahhhing. We are that annoying mother-daughter pair you hear yelling across the shop to "Come look at this!" or "Oh my gosh you have to see this!"
So we started our browsing expedition at Oak Street Mill Antique & Collectibles. It was your typical random collection of goodies, but I really shouldn't ever use the word "typical" to describe an antique shop. Alongside your usual antique dishes, outdated how-to books and porcelain doll collections sat the world's most hilarious handmade Christmas ornaments and hand-painted cheetah print vases.