At the moment, the aroma of stuffing is teasing my nose. And belly.
But let’s be real. Thanksgiving isn’t about food.
It’s about antiques. The first Thanksgiving was in 1621, was it not?
So what better way to celebrate then to gawk at equally old bits of American history at the local antique store?
Yesterday, my brother Thomas, boyfriend Ben and I went to Lion’s Head Antiques in good ole Port Richey.
Look. At. This. Have you ever seen a more precious ice bucket in all of your life? And it’s only $24. So believe me, I was tempted to make a purchase except that I only have a dorm room to host get-togethers.
Not much room for ice buckets. And technically it’s not really an antique seeing as antiques are 100 years or older. But one day it will be an antique, and I’ve got my eyes on Wise Old Mr. Owl.
And then there were these babies.
Don’t you just feel like you should be flouncing down a runway trying to catch your jetplane with these?
Really chic and all. Like her.
Now you have. It really is an antique, and it’s fragile so I didn’t touch it much. But look at that intricate typeface and illustration. For $10, I probably should have bought it just for real-life authentic inspiration.
Check back tomorrow to see the purchase we made!
For now, fruit cobbler is waiting to be made by yours truly and my mom. You all probably have some turkey to devour. And I have a lot to go be thankful for with all of the blessings God has graced me with. Happy thanksgiving all!