
I’ve never really considered myself a collector….
my husband has hundreds of plastic model kits
Dozens of fishing poles,
a collection of antique razors,
and more military collectables
than I can keep track of
I collect antique metal frames
(the pretty, scrolly kind)
I have five…
sorta makes it a collection, right?

I was sorting through my “stuff”
over the weekend
And realized I have an entire closet
full of clothing
(more than I could ever wear!)
And dozens of pairs of shoes
(some with tags still on or worn once)
I often purchase a well-crafted handbag
or pair of shoes
Simply because I admire the craftsmanship,
the supple leather
The hue,
or some small detail

I don’t need my bag to be covered in interlocking C’s or G’s…
I just need it to be beautiful
Ditto on the clothing…
some is purely functional (of course!)
But others…
I purchase them because they are beautiful
Well –made and lovely to look at
Like individual works of art

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