Wednesday, April 13, 2011

It's only been recently that I realized how hypocritical I was when I said I didn't understand people who "collected things". I didn't mean to be critical, but I just didn't get what they got out of it. Then it occurred to me that's exactly what my marathon shopping excursions add up to. Do I really need that perfect white dress for spring? No, I have plenty of material to cover my body, even a few dresses. What I liked was the pleasure of the hunt, the joy of coming across the exact object I envisioned, taking it home, and enjoying it in a totally non-practical way. I've been toying with the idea of collecting things other than superfluous wardrobe fodder. At first I thought I couldn't think of a thing I would be that interested in, ready to scour flea markets and furtively check eBay when I had a free moment just to find this one thing. Then it occured to me: Butterflies. Mermaids. Seashells. Creepy ceramic cats. These are just a few of the things I would enjoy chasing down and putting on display. Right now, I'll start with butterflies. My Mom picked me up a scrap of this gorgeous paper in California. I know it will see a bottle of mod podge in the near future, but I'm not exactly sure what I'll do with it. Suggestions are welcome. Thanks for reading. Love to all.


  1. Then it's settled. You must come for a visit. We have seashells a plenty down here! We've got a few mermaids, too. And of course, butterflies :)

    I don't know how big that piece of paper is, but you could add it to a foot stool in the kitchen or cover an old, rickety book cover with it. Use it as a matting in a framed picture ?? Post whatever you do decide to do with it, though.

  2. I love all those ideas, Heather, and I would LOVE to visit. Maybe we can plan a summer thing ... when you don't have a newborn, that is. ;)

    I will definitely post what I do. :)