Oh the wonderful Pretty Little Things we collect over the years, some lovingly handed down through generations and others that someday will be. Some are worn but beautiful in our eyes, others delicately handled with barely a blemish. All loved throughout the years.
This Indian doll was passed down through family members and now bides her time in my spare bedroom displayed on the dresser. We know it was made at least in the 40s, if not prior, owned by a relative who had no children to pass it on to so it made its way to my grandmother and then to me many years ago. She is one of my favorites.
The beautiful baby doll that rests in pieces near pretty birds. And the heart shaped ceramic dish topped with a chipped flower, holder of my grandmother's bobby pins and other toiletries.
Or the jockey on a silver horse, was he originally adorned with this ribbon or did someone embellish it with their own special touch? God Bless America proclaims the vintage button- the horse a product of Japan.
Tiny tea sets sit side by side, this one very unusually colored.
A more traditional set, mixed of course.
I am a sucker for animal statues.
Vintage or modern. Did you notice the ashtrays?
And could it get any cuter than this metal advertisement!
link to on line cow info
I love the Pretty Little Things.
4 comments:
So many memories and stories in everything - wouldn't you love to hear them talk??! Things we will see no more - a special dish that held bobby pins - and how rare to see an ash tray these days! (That part is really good)
A lovely post.
Thank you for visiting earlier!
Vintage is the best! You just cannot duplicate the character that time imparts. I love, love, love your metal cow sign!!! I've been looking for a vintage print or painting of cows for years and have not found THE one yet. ;)
Thanks for linking to Time Travel Thursday this week, Kathy.
Blessings,
Liz @ The Brambleberry Cottage
http://thebrambleberrycottage.blogspot.com/
How fun all your Pretty Little Things are but I especially love the brass goat!!
Too cute Kathy. Reminds me of a few fond childhood things. Thank you.
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