Have I mentioned how much I adore vintage Christmas goodies? How I stalk estate sale pre-photos scanning for glittering bits of red and green, creepy faces of elves and Santas, and plastic mistletoe? Oh, I have? Well. I did that today. This particular estate sale hinted at an entire box of knee hugging elves. Sadly, they escaped before I got there. But I did find plenty to tickle my fancy in the Christmas department. (Oh yes, and a Danish modern lamp, a chenille toilet seat cover, and a chalet weather house too!)
Oh sad, dented plastic Santa. I don’t care that you appear to be trying too hard to be a part of any self-respecting Christmas vignette. I shall display you proudly with your own kind. Like the sneaky pine cone elf making plots that shall likely not be in your favor…
I did manage to swipe one lone straggling knee hugging elf perched atop some plastic mistletoe that must have escaped the attention of the elf-hoarder that beat me to the sale. Score! And indent ornaments! And…
An indent tree topper in the original box! Yes! And an elf clanging a glittering bell wrapped with plastic holly! And two plastic reindeer wearing Cleopatra eyeliner! Success! And who could resist Betty Crocker’s Cooky Carnival? Not this Betty.
So I guess missing out on an entire box of knee-hugging elves can be excused.
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