I bought myself a little early Christmas gift Monday. Yes, it’s really, really tarnished. And I normally love tarnished, but this was tarnished on a whole different level.
So I got out my silver polish and polished it just enough to get it to a prettier tarnished state. To be truthful, I think I could polish this for the next two weeks and never get it to be bright silver, but that’s fine with me. I like my silver with a little character.
I am pretty sure none of these will stay here long. Otis has already stuck his face in the pine boughs a few times
and every time he knocks it over he is in danger of breaking my vintage ornaments. The tops have been lost and there’s no way to hang them, so I just sat them in a silver tray (which of course looks pretty darn enticing to a cat).
So anyhow, when does buying silver become an addiction?
Edited – I am linking to Kim’s Before & After Party at Savvy Southern Style.