I am on several vintage teams on Etsy and as a part of being a team member, we are asked to make treasuries which promote the items of other team members.
Well, being the procrastinator that I am, I tend to put off making treasuries until the last minute (today is the 27th after all)!! So I decided that I needed a bit of an incentive to get my rear end in gear!
Thus, Tuesdays will be my treasury day -- not just for my vintage teams, mind you, but also for teams I'm on for my crochet shop, Magnolia Surprise. The idea is to post on Tuesdays about a treasury that I have made, and that will (I hope) make me accountable to make those treasuries!
Plus it will give some promotion to others! An even better reason, don't you think?!
Today's treasury is Everything's Merry and Bright and is made up of fellow teamies on the Etsy Vintage Team. To be on this team, you must be certified as selling only true vintage items, over 20 years old. I had a lot of fun making this one -- vintage elves, Santas, glitzy ornaments and sweet decor, that's what decorating in a vintage style is all about!
I'd love for you to click on the title and go over to the original treasury where you can leave a comment if you'd like! You can also check out the items and shops from there, or from here by clicking on each photo.
I hope you'll check back on Tuesdays, both here and at my Magnolia Surprise blog, to see some awesome (if I do say so myself!) treasuries!
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Saturday, November 10, 2012
My mother's powder box....
Oh how I remember dancing to its music
round and round
in her bedroom
I had a doll that was just about as big as me and we would twirl and sing all around her room. I can see that doll so clearly -- she had brown hair like me, and a beautiful blue dress that my mother made for her. It had ruffles and little pink flowers around the bottom edge. Puffy sleeves.
No doubt she made a dress just like it for me.
The music is a bit slow and crackly now, but I still love to hear it. I don't know the tune but I can hear it in my head even without winding up the music box.
It was a powder box and my mother kept her face powder in it.
There's still a pink blush inside where her powder puff tinted the bottom.
I don't care that the metal doesn't shine anymore, or that the paint on the feet knobs has cracked, or that the music doesn't sound so lovely now. It stays on my dresser and reminds me of my mother,
and the little girl who twirled round and round with her doll.
♥♥♥ Linking my powder box to A Favorite Thing Saturday over at
Mockingbird Hill Cottage
and to Pink Saturday at How Sweet the Sound