Dining Room Display Cabinet Ideas
I was standing on a kitchen chair at seven this morning, in my robe, holding a gravy boat I hadn’t touched since Thanksgiving 2019, trying to figure out if it…
I was standing on a kitchen chair at seven this morning, in my robe, holding a gravy boat I hadn’t touched since Thanksgiving 2019, trying to figure out if it…
I own eleven donut vases. Eleven. I counted them properly last Sunday while unpacking a box from my last move, sitting on my kitchen floor surrounded by ceramic rings like…
I counted for a week, actual tally, little tick marks on a Post it stuck to my mirror. Fourteen times a day, on average, I open the top drawer of…
I counted them a few months back, out of pure morbid curiosity, and then wished I hadn’t. Forty one. Forty one vases, sitting in cupboards, on top of the fridge,…
My dad walked into my kitchen last Tuesday, saw the forty two inch glass cylinder sitting empty on the counter, and said, “Another one? You don’t even like flowers.” Which…
I bought four wicker baskets and a fake trailing plant for the top of my first proper wardrobe, in my first proper apartment in Somerville, because a magazine told me…
Fourteen. I counted them properly on a Sunday afternoon that I will not be getting back, standing in front of the cabinet under my kitchen sink pulling out vase after…
I counted last week. Got the little step stool out, pulled everything down off the top closet shelf where I apparently store vases like other people store Tupperware they’re afraid…
I used to think baskets under a console table were basically furniture jewelry. You put them there, they look woven and warm and instantly your entryway photographs like it belongs…
I own six bird baths right now. Six. On a lot in Milwaukee that’s a shade over a quarter acre, which means if you stood in the middle of my…