milk caps

When I was little, I really disliked my mother's love of antiques. Our old, squeaky, scratched furniture had the sad existence of being beautiful in a past life, with doors and embellishments and legs that had the tendency to break off. I remember the first time my parents bought furniture for my bedroom that was actually new. I felt spoiled because I could pull my drawers out without jerking them side to side and up and down while trying to shield my ears from the screeching. But I think I'm learning to understand her fascination with old objects.

My husband and I visited our families in Colorado last weekend. My parents paid for our trip as a graduation present for my husband. It was a fun, quick visit that ended with what else but a day at an antique mall! and I discovered some very beautiful things. Needless to say, as a designer-in-training, I am entranced by type. This being my first trip antique-ing since discovering my obsession, I was on the lookout for some great, old typography. Here's where I found it.


I was so excited to find these beautiful little milk caps. I was so excited that when I got home, I spent hours on the internet finding more that I love. At first I thought I was going to get sucked into spending an unending amount of money on these things for the rest of my life. But I decided I could just keep a digital collection.
Of course, pixels aren't touchable, flippable little pieces of type heaven, but I have a few of the real thing that I think can hold me over.