It's been a while since I found something that made me giddy. Like two or three weeks at least! So, inspired by a new episode of American Pickers, I headed to my favorite thrift store this morning with a little time to kill between appointments. I'm not trying to be annoying when I tell you I prayed a little bit that God would have something there for me. Which was asking a bit, since I was just there yesterday. It's true. I was just there. But until I top my previous record of stopping at that thrift store twice in one day, I figured I'm still good. Sure enough, I found two great old plates for my mosaics, followed by a silver-plated cream and sugar. A couple of lamps caught my eye, but lamps are a pain in the tookus to ship. So I only buy a lamp to resell if I think it is freakin' awesome. And then I turned around and found this:
It's a big vase.
A floor vase, 30 inches tall, to be exact.
It is marked Mexico.
I think it's what is known as "Tourist Pottery" for reasons you can probably put together.
It's in perfect condition.
I would guess, based on some old postcards I had once, that this dates to the 1960s or even 1950s and that it is hand-painted.
And I think it's kind of awesome.
Peggy clearly prefers socks to pottery.