Friday, August 04, 2006

STUFF.









Last week A. finished moving in and for a while I felt I was drowning in stuff.But now we are all organised and I'm back to loving all our weird junk.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I can tell I'd feel right at home at your house. Yesterday, I saw half a mannequin torso in the trash, I somehow managed to resist.

What is the story with the brain?

11:49 AM  
Blogger calamitysue said...

Believe it or not.Im pretty restrained these days.I used to have 5 large wardrobes full of vintage dresses,plus endless retro everything.I was an Op shopping maniac.The brain came to me from a country fair trash and treasure stall,the old lady who sold it to me bought it in the 1960s in Bombay from a psychiatrist who was closing down.You can take the brain out and see the different areas.The eyes follow you around the room.

4:00 PM  
Blogger Alison said...

Yeah, you have cool stuff! I used to, too, but it's all dribbled away over the years. Now we's all Crate and Barrel around here.

Seriously, though... those patterns are going to hit the mail any day now. Only one more chapter to go, then it's freedom and poverty; but who cares? The garden is beginning its relentless march into our bellies.

6:03 AM  

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