canton, texas

last summer i visited what everyone calls "canton" for the first time.

since i was little i can recall people talking about this place. not bitten by the antique-ing bug until recently i had always pictured it as some type of warehouse with small tables of things i didn't want for sale.

 i. was. wrong.

i wanted everything.

my camera was insanely new to me at this point and i didn't take all the pictures i wanted.

next time.

my favorite sign.

that night i went with b to the stanley house where michelle loves all things canton as much as i do. 

she reignited my stained glass crush. 

and check out those luggage chairs she made. 

swoon.

the stanleys' also have a pretty small cute dog that b loves.

i can't wait to go back to canton... with a truck.