Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Shiny & Brite



I'm not a Coach purse kinda gal - I'm the gal at the thrift store hoarding the boxes of Shiny & Brite Christmas ornaments. Having to open the boxes in the car and touch each delicate ornament. I was swept away by the dusty smell of the boxes - an instant journey up the steep stairs to my Grandma Vi's attic. I don't remember what I loved up there, but the smell I conjure up is coal dust and her crisp linens.
I hung them on the tree before I put the groceries away. But, hell I had some money left over for groceries so I can't be all bad. Do you see Rocket? Up near the tree!!!! Bad cat! Don't dare startle her...

2 comments:

Ele at abitofpinkheaven said...

Yep, me too! Give me a box of vintage brights any day, I'd walk right by those purses!

BumbleVee said...

Oh, man...look at those beauties. In tissue paper no less..... sigh... none of that anymore. Now, they are in horrible plastic sleeves or divided squares...ick....