hipposdream
Because the past cannot be forgotten.
I am a true flea market lover, or better said addict…
My favorite pastime was and is to visit thrift stores or local flea markets in summer.
And nothing gives me more joy than finding a little hidden treasure in a box or to see some peculiar object on a small stall.
My shop is called “Hippo’s Dream” for a special reason…
Years and years ago, when I was a young teenager, I bought on a flea market a mother and baby hippo from the seventies. They were handmade, and the mother was truly a big, big animal...I loved them!!!
Years later when I moved to a new house, I decided that my little brother could sell my hippos on a local flea market....and now 35 years later I still miss them, and I regret that I have sold them. I still have a few blurry pictures that remind me of them.
On every flea market I still look, and I hope one day that I will find them back....
So, I hope that some of the vintage items that I sell in my shop will also give you as much joy as my hippos or even better that you find back the treasure that you are searching for, for many years....
Thanks for visiting Hippo’s dream, you made my day!
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