jeans and ceramics

i’m pretty sure i just thrifted some dungarees that could be the coolest pair of levis in the world.

these jeans scream “AMERICA” despite the souvenir patches from france and germany.

just a good ol’ pair of american levis that will NOT GIVE UP no matter how much wear and tear.

will ya look at that stitching?!?!

these are ART.

also found a couple arabia finland bowls that are a little different (to me.)

small dish with fish.

and another bowl with golden flowers.  apparently flowers called carolina jessamine.  or evening trumpet flower.

and that is your horticulture lesson for the day.

designed by hilkka liisa ahola.

also, a vintage franciscan earthenware serving bowl in a cool aztecky pattern.  hacienda gold.

and a cute little scandinavian-ish shaped vase.

and that’s the way i like to spend a holiday.

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swallow

this week’s cocktail is a version of last week’s blueberry french 75, only it’s made with fresh raspberries and lime juice (instead of blueberries and lemon juice.)

1/2 fresh squeezed lime

1 oz gin

6 raspberries

a little sugar

prosecco or cava or champagne

muddle the raspberries and sugar in a shaker.  add the gin and lime juice.  throw a few ice cubes in to chill and shake gently.  strain into a cocktail glass and top with your choice of bubbly (i used prosecco.)  makes 1.  and i’m tellin’ ya, one knocks me for a loop.

i went to the sundays only flea market this past weekend for inspiration purposes, as i have been uninspired as of late.  i haven’t crafted anything in what seems like forEVER.  unfortunately, i didn’t get much inspiration.  i did, however, find a set of two handmade vintage curtain panels with one valance in a great black and white and gray triangles fabric for $3. 

i bought them for the fabric only, but i’ll be darned, one panel happens to fit my back door, so i hung it.

why are you hanging curtains when you’re supposed to be packing up and moving, you ask?  cuz i’m an idiot.

i also bought these:

they’re a tad danish-y and a tad teak-y, but then again, somethin’ ain’t quite right about them, either.

FISHIES.

whatever.

the price was right.

the sun has finally come out after a week of blech.  i’ll be fighting the paparazzi glare with my flea market 70s foster grants.  they’re GIGANTIC. and PERFECT.