Really, our Facebook page is our Blog, Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram and dog and pony show all in one swell package.
This place is good for finding them all, but we're a little more lively over there. But should you land here, this is what there is to know:
Mrs. H is always a store. Every day items come in, every day items go out, as stores do. That's why you need to wander in (the more frequently you can do so, the better.) Sometimes you'll never even see the funnest finds, as they're sold right off the back of the truck as it lurches around the city and outlying regions with all the things - hence the need to keep half an eye on the social media. Other items hide around the store, and hang around long enough to make friends, lingering a little in wonderful displays. They're waiting for someone to walk in and make them part of their own story.
There are many things of beauty, tucked in drawers and high on shelves and sitting in bowls or arranged in vases - sitting on other things of beauty. The aesthetic is whatever works; that style is a thing of substance. As proven by our friends at Covet Garden, and Worn, which we happily offer for sale. There are our kindred spirits, a source of justification and inspiration and some of our best customers, and there we see our friends and co-conspirators and occasional auction-goers.
Ah, the auctions. The Hookerson-Blough Auctions. (Say it out loud - that's why we keep it, even though it's a lot to type.) There we move things along at a different pace. Sometimes they're store items that need to go out into the world in order to make room for the next nestful of fledglings. Sometimes they're things from friends, who have businesses in occasional need of another outlet. They're always interesting - that's the only criteria, and it's a good show, which is as fun for us as it is for you.
These take place the first Sunday and the third Thursday of the month. Easy to remember, right? The FB page wil post lots of preview pictures that can in no way show the 150 or so lots we run through in a couple of hours.
What we're saying is that nothing can take the place of walking into the place.
The place where there might be the perfect Poole pottery vase, or a dishy Shelley dish, or a pretty piece of art...
(art being in the eye of the beholder: Behold archictural salvage with vintage tin kitchenware and gorgeous hunks of bookends right there - and do we spy bark cloth in the background?)
...or the perfect tchotcke or trinket for a gift...
Or consider finding us at a flea, primarily the Junction Flea on Sterling Rd. where we bring the travelling show. That means what ever moves us, and captures the store in miniature in one bright and shining burst of energy.
And it all works, because it's Mrs. H.
Cheers, and keep up with us however you will. It's appreciated, and what keeps us going.