July has been crazy cakes.
Well, June was kind of bonkers too.
Point is my absence is excused.
My family and one of my besties came to visit over the 4th of July.
We did some MAJOR shopping at the boutiques downtown.
Like I kept saying “Somewhere, H is having an aneurysm because he can sense money being spent in large quantities”
But, in my defense, I got some really awesome stuff for the house.
So I have these black ceramic candle sticks I found at a Goodwill in Houston.
I put them out at Halloween.
I saw these urns at an antique store downtown and swiftly purchased 2 of them (the to squattier urns)
The next day I woke up and said ” OMG I need the taller one! I NEEEEEED it!”
I went back and the lady at the check out said “I wondered why you didn’t grab the 3rd one yesterday”
Honestly, I’m not sure why I left it behind either.
But now it’s mine.
I’m envisioning a pretty vignette of black urns with orange and yellow mums with my black candlesticks with funky candles.
Onto the white!
I have a real weakness for Ironstone.
I saw this huge pitcher in one of my favorite stores and I HAD TO HAVE IT.
Then I saw this baby Ironstone creamer.
I promptly snatched it up too.
That milk glass pitcher was spotted when I went back for the coveted 3rd black urn.
I love to have little arrangements of fresh flowers around the house.
I like the small arrangements the best.
It’s a nice little pick me up when I run into one in the bathroom or on my nightstand.
Flowers are happy.
Thats what all of these beauties are used for.
Displaying obscene amounts of fresh flowers around my house.
Is it a sign of old age when you’d rather hoard vases and flowers than accessories and shoes?
Don’t answer that.