On Friday morning we decided to have breakfast in Jaffa-the oldest neighborhood of Tel Aviv, and to stroll through the flea market which is pretty much spread all over the place. It’s one big fusion between the really old, the really fake and old, and modern; with enough patience and courage, you can find some gems, but be ready to go through some serious trash as well. We did discover an amazing vintage-but-not-only store and tried on pretty much everything-from gorgeous clip on earrings, to headbands and snow faux fur hats. Here are some glimpses from that sunny morning (that turned into a crazy, full on storm, just few hours later)