Aug 14, 2011
SURROUNDED BY BEAUTIFUL TEA CUPS!
Hello Ladies! I hope you are all having a good week. Our summer is coming to a quick end. The older I get, the fast time goes by. I see my grandchildren grow right before my eyes. Did I tell you I am going to be a Grandma for the third time next month? The excitement grows day by day. I am in the process of preparing a High Tea for one of my daughter's baby showers. My home looks like a tea house. I have tea cups everywhere. Trying to decide which ones I will use for the party. Being very ADD, a new problem develops, as I am also rearranging things, as the tea cups come out. Which presents problem number 3, do I really need all these cups? Which cups do I no longer want to keep? It feels like "up-grade" time. So, as you can see one project opens another project. Today I feel like the "Tazz", just watching the wheels go round and round!
With tea cups literally every where I turn, I just could not decide which ones to show you. So, I made the executive decision! You will only see demitasse cups today. Did I ever tell you I collect demitasse cups? Well, you guess it, (you are so smart) I have quite a large collection of these stunning little beauties. "Let's just pretend" (to quote Noah) they are regular size tea cups and enjoy them today.
I am going to start with my favorite Haviland, Limoges. The beautiful teal cup has a ribbon shaped handle. I am pretty sure this is my favorite "little cup." For the shower, each table will have different color demitasse cups for center pieces. I like using matching colored cups with baby pink roses. It looks so pretty. I promise to take lots of pictures.
In my master plan for this post, I was going to only show you Limoges cups, however, I purchase this cute little thing this weekend at an estate sale. It has no name, is very delicate, and I just fell in love with it. The porcelain is almost see through. I love the scalloped edges and the little thumb rest. It has the cutest double row of beading. Just look at that handle, too cute. It was less than a dollar and I would have paid more. It was my lucky day. Did you know that with all demitasse cups, you can always place your finger in the handle?
I have to tell you about this estate sale. I didn't have a lot of money on me (that always happens at good sales). I went up to this building where a sign read, "Please ring door bell." An older lady came to the door and lead me into this large empty room, where there was only very, old dirty clothes. My thought was "I parallel parked for this?" We went into a very dark second room, now I'm thinking, I am going to get mugged because I have an expensive purse! I promise God, I will never bring it again! Just let me live! (No more police shows for Martha!) It was very dark when I entered the third room. As she turned on the lights I saw rows and rows of her mother's collectibles. It was like that scene in Indiana Jones where the Ark of the Covenant is put into a wear-house of the Government for storage. I'm talking glass and china stacked to the ceiling. This woman collected everything any self-respecting collector would want! Everything was so dirty, but so pretty. I left with a large bag full for under $20. I did make the wise decision to always go with someone to dark building that are having estate sales (just in case.)
Ok, back to the tea cups. The next cup is a Tuscan from England. It always reminds me of a large cup because of the print. The flowers are "Old Roses". I can easily see this in a large cup.
Last cup I am sharing with you today is a Coalport. As elegant as only a Coalport can be. Love the handle on this one as well.
It was my son, Kyle's, 22nd birthday with week. He has been celebrating all week. Here he is with Elyse, his girlfriend. The cute little girl, is my Princess Maya. She loves to get into pictures.
Here is Mr. Linky. Ready for you to add your beautiful tea cups to this post. Thank you for being a part of Tea Cup Tuesday No. 75!
I will be adding tea cups to my website "Pretty Vintage Things". Please check out the new items. Hugs, Martha