I know you need more
but I just don't have it in me.
Make do with photos of items that had no business residing in a tropical villa.
I sort of get this one.
The couple who own the house live on a whole nother gorgeous tropical island.
And, as such, have a painting of the other place in this place.
Rotten luck.
At first glance, all seems well here -- well, not healthy, but, the table is okay and the four foot urn in the background is acceptable (it's filled with sand) but, upon closer inspection, one finds themselves wondering...
What is the DEAL with this lamp? Not very beach-y. Not that I require a theme, but this lamp makes me think of merlot colored velvet.
And look!
The sister to it sits on the shelf across the room.
I know. I can hear you. You are saying that the lamps came from another house - that they had nowhere to use them and brought them here. On an airplane...whatever...
Care to explain this?
Imported from Canada.
Souvenir?
It hangs just to the right of this -
which? with no glasses, at night, with some gin? Indecipherable.
Now THIS.
Was made of glass and beads. Or lace and monofilament.
Or hair.
Or fingernail clippings.
What do you call this stuff?
It's a three sided ash tray.
With a screw in it.
I saved the best for last.
And I have no words.
Enjoy!
Make do with photos of items that had no business residing in a tropical villa.
I sort of get this one.
The couple who own the house live on a whole nother gorgeous tropical island.
And, as such, have a painting of the other place in this place.
Rotten luck.
At first glance, all seems well here -- well, not healthy, but, the table is okay and the four foot urn in the background is acceptable (it's filled with sand) but, upon closer inspection, one finds themselves wondering...
What is the DEAL with this lamp? Not very beach-y. Not that I require a theme, but this lamp makes me think of merlot colored velvet.
And look!
The sister to it sits on the shelf across the room.
I know. I can hear you. You are saying that the lamps came from another house - that they had nowhere to use them and brought them here. On an airplane...whatever...
Care to explain this?
Imported from Canada.
Souvenir?
It hangs just to the right of this -
which? with no glasses, at night, with some gin? Indecipherable.
Now THIS.
Was made of glass and beads. Or lace and monofilament.
Or hair.
Or fingernail clippings.
What do you call this stuff?
It's a three sided ash tray.
With a screw in it.
I saved the best for last.
And I have no words.
Enjoy!
Comments
The lamp! In the first picture, I thought it was a statue of Kali. In which case, if I'd known it was there, I could have told you things would go VERY WRONG.
But it's not so nevermind.
i love your blog, by the way. i'm a serial re-fresher of it and if you're anywhere near exit 135 on the GSP, do you want to come over for an impromptu 4th of july festivity? gin included!
That blue Wedgwood or whatever it is (trinket tray, I think) made the hairs go up on the nape of my neck - An Ex of one of my Ex's (got it?) had an entire set of china FOR TWENTY, with serving pieces and many dishes that you never knew what they were for in this exact pattern. We were served Thanksgiving dinner at her house one year. I insisted on rewashing all the pieces as they had
old
food
stuck
in
them
from
Thanksgivings
past.
I think all of this stuff belongs in a bordello. Except maybe for the howling wolves. Oh wait! That could go in the waiting area!
And oh dear about all the medications. What an adventure you've had.
Sleep the sleep of the just.
But it still doesn't excuse Wedgewood in a beach house. Where are all of the shells? All of the driftwood ensembles? The antique surfboard propped up in the corner? Shark's teeth!!? They just weren't trying.
Glad you had a nice trip - bummer about all the illnesses however.
I need them. I need them now. I want to hang them in my apartment hall where people decorate their doors. Such Kitch. So ugly. So ugly I am filled with both revulsion and glee.
Must...search...ebay...