Archive for May, 2010

Ugly mug[s].

May 28, 2010

Vintage Housewares His and Hers Coffee House,” jwhite2, $21.

I apologize if it seems a little incongruous to publish an ode to mugs when, only the other day, it was 94 degrees Fahrenheit in New York City. I mean, who wants to even think about drinking hot tea or hot cocoa or any number of other warm beverages traditionally served in mugs when it’s so hot outside that you want to cry?

However, recent scientific studies performed at The Acorn Archive Headquarters in Greenpoint, Brooklyn have confirmed that mugs are just as good at serving cool, Memorial-Day-Weekend-ish drinks as they are at serving warm, Christmas-y ones. And fortunately for all of us, there are currently 5,476 listings for “vintage mugs” on Etsy. I’ve personally sifted through 4,026 of them, so please, feel free to pour yourself a mug of water/lemonade/beer/whatever people drink in the late spring and enjoy the best of the best.

What do people drink in soaps? I feel like at least one character always has a mirrored tray of crystal liquor bottles in their living room so that when they’re feeling especially depressed/conniving/passionate/enraged, they can walk over there and pour a drink. So, yeah. Pour yourself a glass of whatever’s in one of those crystal bottles in this mug and pray to God that someone didn’t put rat poison in it when you weren’t watching.

“SALE – 1980 The Young and the Restless Ceramic Coffee Mug,” beppiebags, $12.99.

No explanation needed here (hi, Mom!).

“Vintage 80s ceramic CALL YOUR MOTHER mug,” nickandnessies, $14.

This one made me smile. My grandfather, a retired dentist, had a colleague make really obnoxious matching dentures for himself and two of my college-aged aunts several years ago. Almost 20 years later, it’s not unusual to be at a family gathering and for one of them to slip in their dentures when no one’s looking.

“extremely rare Dentists ceramic mug,” bigapplevintage, $30.

Mmmm. Charming. I hope to be one of these some day (a “hostess with the mostess,” not a mug).

“1950s Hostess with the Mostest MUG,” HelloVictory, $12.

In my wildest dreams, I am walking down the street, minding my own business, when I happen upon a man sitting outside of his camping trailer, drinking out of this mug. My brain, of course, subsequently explodes.

“My Trailer Vintage Milk Glass Coffee Mug,” AttysVintage, $9.95.


“The Vintage Ziggy Coffee Mug 1989,” SuzisCornerBoutique, $15.

Both practical and educational.

“Vintage 1960s Anchor Hocking Fire King CBer Tall Coffee Mug,” RetroRevival, $16.



May 12, 2010

If you’d asked my 9-year-old self what my idea of the perfect Saturday afternoon was, it would have been this: driving with my mom to Chesterfield Mall and spending all of my time (and allowance) at Natural Wonders, a now-defunct science store peddling everything from astronaut ice cream to telescopes. My tastes were too sophisticated for astronaut ice cream (I was a Dippin’ Dots kinda gal, anyhow); the telescopes genuinely piqued my interest but were out of my price range. So, what could have possibly captured my attention? Every normal fourth grade girl’s favorite toy, of course: ROCKS.

“tidal pool,” knitalatte, $12.

Natural Wonders called them “semi-precious gemstones.” While there was nothing semi about said stones’ preciousness in my fourth-grade mind, I’ll tell you right now that most of it was polished driveway gravel being sold for about thirty times its actual value. But whatever. Rocks are portable and relatively inexpensive. And, let’s face it, they’re not exactly the hot item on the playground, so you never have to worry about sharing. Rock collecting was the perfect hobby for someone like me — a withdrawn kid with minimal liquid assets and a tendency to hoard.

My “collection,” if you could even call it that, is housed in a red-and-green dollar store Caboodle in my parents’ basement. One day, it will make its way to New York; in the mean time, my inner amateur geologist is forced to take other forms. For your consideration…

I wish I had been born in this shirt; as I only found out about it approximately two months ago, I’m going to have to content myself with being buried in it. That’s how amazing it is.

“MINERALS Tshirt Science Geology Tee Rocks WOMENS shirt,” nonfictiontees, $20.

The geode has a special place in my heart as the state rock of my forefathers’ native Iowa. I still remember a nodule slice that my older brother acquired that I was particularly fascinated with. I eventually stole it from him. Something in my pre-adolescent mind told me that he probably wouldn’t miss it. That something was right.

“Gold Plated Geode Slice Necklace,” solisjewelry, $50.

I like the idea of a soft fiber (wool) being manipulated in such a way as to appear that which it is not (namely, hard and rock-like). Behold!

“Felted beach pebbles – set of six in shades of gray,” delica, $16.

I worked at a summer camp outside of Branson, Mo., one year in college. The entire camp was blanketed in your standard Missouri clay-brown gardening gravel, and a funny little game we had was finding “friendship rocks” — that is, rocks among the gravel with a hole through the middle, good for stringing on to a piece of embroidery floss and giving to a worthy camper or fellow counselor. These appeared to be pre-drilled, but I couldn’t help but smile when I came across them.

BUTTER PECAN awesome set of genuine drilled beach and fossil stones, Allybeans, $13.