My Ugly Mug(s)
I barely touch eBay anymore; it’s too much of a time and money-sucker (though occasionally I get wrapped up with Etsy). But last month I couldn’t resist these freaky little mugs representing different body parts like gall bladder, kidney and triglycerides. I haven’t decided where to put them, so for now they’re sitting on top of a shelf at eye level.
“What if they came alive?” James asked the other day. Um, that would be pretty fucking scary but coming from a grown heterosexual man who has numerous nutcrackers strewn throughout the apartment (after three years I still can’t abide this whole blended décor thing) I think we have bigger concerns.