9/24/12

Modern White Ball(s).

So, I found this kind of ugly, sky blue 80s ceramics class plant pot a few weeks ago...


I had planned on selling it and then realized that with a blast of high gloss paint I could jump on the geometric and/or faceted trend train and keep it for myself.


I do have a strong desire for simple white vases, so I thought that maybe this sucker would be a nice compliment to my collection. (I had to include the word sucker in that sentence so I sound a bit less like an old lady).


Golf anyone?


I found a Sansevieria Cylindrica plant, yeah you heard me, and plopped it in my new white modern beauty and voila! I'm in love (at least until the next white vase/pot comes along).

And that's it! Thank you very much, please come again. No, really. Hello? I know I don't blog much but winter is coming and you know what that means? I'll be housebound so more likely to blog or, uh, something like that. I had to buy a new camera a few weeks ago and I'm still trying to determine why my photos are looking a bit shit, so I will leave you with this link of hungry kitty videos and I promise to be back sooner than later.

9/5/12


Whoa, hello! This is me now, after a crazy busy summer going to every yard sale within a 50 mile radius, scrounging in every rotten thrift store I could find and hanging out with all sorts of weird country folk in the process. 


Okay, wait, wait, I lied. THIS is what I actually look like now. Totally fucking glazed over and rotten.


Why can't this be me? Why can't I be all relaxed, wearing my Amazing Grace jacket with a box of Kleenex in the back window of my super clean and organized car? (Why do people have Kleenex in the back window again? It creeps me out!)

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Okay, enough of that shit, let's get down to business and talk about this wonderfully horrendous new addition to my home...


It's Sally Ann! Look at her box shaped piglet face! She's amazing, right? (Come on!) For me, she's as meaningful as a picture of The Queen in a classroom (which isn't very meaningful at all, actually) or the face of Jesus in your toast. She symbolizes helping people in need mountains of cheap junk heaped into piles all across our nation!


I don't usually bring many of my WTF finds home anymore (fucking relationship decor compromise) but she is definitely an exception. Welcome home my hairy eyebrowed princess, welcome home.

Okay, so who wants a microwaveable meat colon!?