and I like it black.
So I have not a need in this world for a creamer or sugar bowl...
I was thrifting and I saw them.
The made me smile.
So they had to come home.
Practicality's cause was not helped by the fact that they were sitting beside that little green bowl.
A little green bowl who had a matching sister bowl at home...
she was pink and all alone.
So I grabbed all three before I could change my mind.
and tried to take a decent photo...
but someone else really like the bowls too.
I tried twice, and then gave up.
She is a little thrifter-in-training...
First lesson, knowing what you like and not putting it down.
Good job Eva.
2 comments:
Nessa, you are hardcore. Black coffee, yowza. I am a coffee wimp and need plenty o' cream and a bit of sugar.
But seriously, how fabulous are teeny hands on pretty things?
The next time Harper and I come for a visit, you can put those to use because I can't handle my coffe at full toxicity.
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