Every Sunday morning, my parents would strap me and my brother into the family Peugeot. With Dutch cheese sandwiches and hardboiled eggs packed for lunch, we would drive all over The Netherlands, Belgium and Germany to visit flea markets and little antique shops. Some of my favorite memories are of strolling Belgian boulevards for miles and miles searching for that one special item I couldn’t leave without.
My Oma lived in a wonderful home that was filled with treasures from all over the world. My Opa sailed ocean liners to faraway places like India in the early 1920s. He always returned home with magical and wondrous items. Long after my Opa was gone, I spent my summers with my Oma. I would be amazed by all the incredible items in her home. This is where my love of all things cultural, antique and colorful began.
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