Sunday, July 15, 2007


doesn't it sound so much nicer to call this little guy a tchotchke or kitsch. Just don't call him a knicknack, okay? Cause then we're talking about old ladies with dust covered clowns on every surface. Even I don't like a lot of little stuff everywhere. Standards, you know? I keep my kitsch in the craft room. I find it all inspirational and amusing.

He was Friday's thrift store find. An old s&p shaker. Rolling his eyes & arching his brows. I like his attitude, he can stay.

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