Sowa’s the big deal?


No longer just a slurred belligerent comeback; after the day I spent at the Sowa Market in Southie, this word took on new life.

What is The Sowa Market, might you ask???



Start by picturing your favorite book, ok? Once you have everything you love about that book in mind, mentally add the most perfect outfit you can find, that exciting feeling of getting REAL mail (not a credit card add), everything that is fun about a scavenger hunt, and a healthy dose of all your favorite foods. Now I want you to mentally wrap them all up in the feeling you used to get when you were six and it was the night before Christmas. That, my friends, is Sowa.

Sowa is like finding the lost treasures of King Tut. Only better, because none of these (to my knowledge) involved the extraction or preservation of internal organs. 

Walking through Sowa is like LIVING OUT the Portabello Row Scene from Bed-knobs and Broomsticks, only without Angela Lansbury.

If you love French things (ahem: French teacher here), OR just pretty things,  you will find scads of them.

The opportunity to interact with the merchandise is priceless…

Sometimes, you can buy a BONNET!

If you’re into weird sewing projects, you should go to Sowa. (Haha, sewing: Sowa . . . SOWA-ING!!)

If you look carefully, you might find a mug that is actually a little old lady’s head, and be subsequently weirded out by it. 

Sowa taught me that Dr. Scholl WAS ONCE A REAL PERSON!

I may or may not have impulsively purchased more than just one bonnet.

You can find educational French wall art from the 50s. Yup. All about those potatoes.

There are beautiful pieces of art waiting for you at Sowa.


Honestly, the glamour potential at this place was just unreal!

And by glamour, I mostly just mean HATS. . . although there were lots of other things, I just got easily distracted by the hats in particular this day!

But don’t worry. I didn’t go for any furry hats. 

Sowa-t are you waiting for?

Published by Abby

Dabbling in decoratives is an ongoing obsession. I love having a go at This, That and the Other. . . tackling projects that tickle my fancy, hoarding costumes (for the "Someday" that I own a dress-up tea-house for grown-ups) and hosting themed parties whenever I am not immersed in teaching French and Writing to high school students. In the interest of full transparency, there's something serious you should know: I overuse the ellipsis . . . frequently. Embarassingly enough, it seems to be the punctuation that best captures my stream of thought as it flits off of one subject and towards the next!

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