I love shops and markets. I'm a happy rummager. I'm a terrible shopper. I like to look, prod, poke and photograph things but I hardly ever buy them. Shopkeepers do not like me.
With the exception of cushions and books I don't like to be surrounded by clutter. I like the look of it, but not the practice so I take pictures of the shiny fanciness that catches my eye instead.
Here are a few things I haven't bought recently.
I did not buy any hair sticks or bangles from this man despite them being shiny and lovely. You can see I'm never going to become his favourite customers.
With the exception of cushions and books I don't like to be surrounded by clutter. I like the look of it, but not the practice so I take pictures of the shiny fanciness that catches my eye instead.
Here are a few things I haven't bought recently.
I did not buy any hair sticks or bangles from this man despite them being shiny and lovely. You can see I'm never going to become his favourite customers.
I did not buy even one little Ganesha despite them being the "cutest things ever" because I already have one which was gifted to me.
I did not buy this pretty mirror which so nicely reflected a wobbly Rampart Row because I thought the buildings looked lovely in the distorted reflection but I would look less so.
I did not buy lovely glass versions of the chilli and lime amulets to hang above my door because I don't have any nails strong enough to hammer into the concrete wall. These are the things
I came closest to buying recently. I liked them a lot so I used the picture as a
new blog header to ward off the virtual evil eye.
I came closest to buying recently. I liked them a lot so I used the picture as a
new blog header to ward off the virtual evil eye.
I've just carried out an audit of my decorative items. I own 6 paintings, two small decorative boxes, one Ganesha, twenty eight cushions and seven tea light holders. I have a hankering to replace some of the cushion covers. Shopkeepers of Mumbai, prepare to celebrate.
