"She reminds me of someone, but I can't place it" I kept saying to my husband. Then, in a mix of horror and amusement, I put it together.
It was strange too, walking around the studios with Danny and Mr. ETB recoiling at an unfamiliar smell that I associate so closely with childhood and my mother's years at the art school. If you've never smelled clay, or clay in a kiln it can be hard to place. I find studios and art supply stores rather pleasant places even if I'm not artistically talented. Anyway, it was an interesting day. The only perfume I found was an old bottle of Rive Gauche from the 70's. It is mostly gone, and there's been evaporation, but it has concentrated in to something really wonderful. I doubt I'd wear it as it feels too, "Time and place" for me, but I'll enjoy a sniff now and then. If Disco ever becomes a thing again, I'll be ready.
They were all for sale. I didn't buy any this year.
I did purchase a sea-horse brooch from a woman who took a look at my rings and remarked, "You like shiny things too."
Red velvet skirt-Thrift store in Seward, NE
1970's Russ polyester blazer-Thrift World
Vintage Angel brooch-Thrift World
1970's Present brooch-Hand-Me-Ups
Christmas Tree Earrings-Hand-Me-Ups
1980's Cazal frames-Mum's
1970's felt hat-Hand-Me-Ups
1970's vinyl bag-Goodwill
Flower on belt-Tiff and Tam
Shoes-K Mart a few seasons ago
Two owls are sitting on a perch. One looks and the other and asks, "Do you smell fish?"
That is the best joke ever. A close second is...
Two vultures are eating a dead clown. One asks the other, "Does this taste funny to you?"
Right. I'll stick to the clothes and recipes.
Hope you're having a terrific weekend.