Ceramic sculptures by Pamela Sunday via Elle Decoration.
YEEEESSSSS.
I
would
do
horribly
unladylike
things
if
someone
would
buy
me
a small collection of these.
I'm talkin horrible.
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That's me. But you can call me Lacy. I'm a 30-something textile designer who loves inspired living and fancy things. Unfortunately I'm cheap, lazy and easily distracted. Watch as mediocrity ensues!
That's me. But you can call me Lacy. I'm a 30-something textile designer who loves inspired living and fancy things. Unfortunately I'm cheap, lazy and easily distracted. Watch as mediocrity ensues!
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Those are fun! I would say 'Fabulous', but you already know that.
ReplyDeleteI like them, but there's a "Catherine O'Hara/Beetlejuice-esqueness too them. Neat find, for sure.
ReplyDelete@Extrememly Average - Her name is Sunday. How could she NOT be fabulous?!
ReplyDelete@Nick - The Beetlejuice-esqueness is prolly exactly why I like them. Weird = awesome in my world!
Being of the fishy persuasion, I find my aqueous self drawn deeply (like 20,000 leagues under the sea deeply) into these orbs. It's the hypnosis of the rolling ocean, the curvaceous cradling of the watery womb, the visual tactility of an alien organism. If I had Captain Nemo's treasure hoard, I would buy a friggin' HUGE collection of these seductive spheres and maybe I would share... well, maybe I would rent permission for private seductive stroking of their scintillating surfaces. Moist towelettes are required before AND after use. Please place used Handi-wipes in Hermes box near fire exit. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteCertain parties may be eligible for the VIP club. Free upgrade to hot steamy REAL towels!
Richard is in serious need of some lady-action!
ReplyDeleteI want to like those orb-lettes, just as a favor to you, but it isn't working. They look like a painful thing that sticks to your socks. Or a blow-up of a parasite that sucks the letter S from Holschuh's vocabulary.
Do those come with their very own ticks?
Please, someone, give Richard a towel!
@Rich - You finally found a perfect use for those damned Hermes boxes! I'm not sure you could rent time with these delights - you'd have to make an honest woman out of them. They're classy like that.
ReplyDelete@Alexandra - YES! Giant spores and such! Perfect description - even if it makes you not like them I think it makes me like them more!! ha! And Rich just understands their beauty like me. DON'T JUDGE US!!!!
The unglazed pieces are freakin' sweet!
ReplyDeleteAs I see it if a thing threatens injury by abrasion, or impalement, it damn well better be able to deliver!
The glazed ones are just too smooth and wimpy; although they do draw a nice contrast to the others. In fact now that I think about it owning a whole set would be highly sophisticated (emphasis on sophisticated).
Anyway...
If you're gonna go, go big! I like the unglazed more too but wouldn't mind a shiny one in the mix to add a little bling. Nothing is more sophisticated than bling.
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