BRIMFIELD RECAP: This Ain't Yo Momma's Flea Market

So, Brimfield. I can sum it up in one word: WHOA.

I've been to the Rose Bowl market, the Brooklyn Flea and everything in between and trust: I've never seen anything like this shit in my whole entire life. Brimfield is truly its own animal...and that animal is sorta like Jabba the Hut. It's big, it's bloated, and if you let it, it will eat you alive.

I ventured up to this tiny Massachusetts town early on Tuesday morning with my House of Brinson travel buds, @studiobrinson and @williambrinson. We arrived mid-morning and the market was already in full-swing. As we pulled up to the parking field, we caught glimpses of what was to come, and before we even parked the car, some members of our party one member of our party (i.e. ME) was licking the window glass in anticipation.

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