Okay, here’s my story about my little adventure with a Goldette brooch.
So, I was digging around at this flea market last weekend. You know, the kind where you can find all sorts of random stuff. I’m not really a jewelry person, but there was this one table piled high with vintage stuff, and a sparkly little thing caught my eye.
It was this brooch, kinda shaped like a crescent moon. Looked pretty old, but in a cool way. I picked it up and saw a little “Goldette” stamp on the back. Never heard of it, but I liked the design, all swirly and with these little fake stones. Figured it might be fun to learn more about it, and hey, it wasn’t expensive.
Hitting the Books (or the Internet)
- I spent a good chunk of the next day googling “Goldette brooch” and “Goldette jewelry”. Turns out, this Goldette company was around from the 1950s to the 1970s. They made costume jewelry, which is basically fancy-looking stuff that’s not made with real gold or diamonds.
- These Goldette pieces were known for looking like high-end jewelry. They used stuff like gold plating and rhinestones to make it look all blingy, even though it wasn’t the real deal.
- I also found out that they were based in New York, which is pretty cool. Apparently, they liked to make their jewelry look like someone took apart some old Victorian pieces and put them back together in a new way.
Is It Worth Anything?
Of course, the next question was, “Did I find a hidden treasure?” I dug a little deeper into some collector’s sites and saw that Goldette stuff is somewhat collectible. Not gonna make me rich, but it’s nice to know it’s not just some random junk.
What Now?
Honestly, I’m still not sure what I’m gonna do with this brooch. I might wear it sometime, or maybe I’ll just keep it as a cool little piece of history. It’s fun to think about who might have worn it before me and all the places it might have been.
This whole thing reminded me that you never know what you might find when you’re not even looking. It’s like a little treasure hunt, and sometimes the best part is just learning the story behind something old and forgotten. I am thinking that I should go to the flea market again.
