the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Hand-painted porcelain condiment bowls

I picked these up for an absolute steal at an antiques shop in Northern California several months ago, and I keep them on the sill of the window right above our kitchen sink. I use them whenever I need a quick container for something, sometimes to hold a handful of grapes or cherry tomatoes, sometimes if I’m peeling something and need to keep the debris confined. Each bowl is painted with the same fish, but you can see the different, individual brush strokes. Adds a bit of a nostalgic feel (they remind me of my late Granny Hamilton) to an otherwise contemporary kitchen.

Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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