All Things in Their Form
Jul. 15th, 2011 10:55 pmI have a tremendously dull habit of liking things in one way. I don't know if it's watching too many Hitchcock films too many times (Edith Head, you genius) or my mother's severe asceticism, but somewhere along the way my preference for simple became a bit of an obsession with the basic, the original, the classic.
Let's take a pitcher. I need a pitcher, for all things lemonade-y, and I thought it would be easy to find one. Simple; white porcelain (though I might accept clear glass); large enough to where I could genuinely fill four or five beverages from it, but not so big I couldn't pick it up. Easy, right?
Insert laughter here. It is absurd the number of ugly, even downright unusable pitchers that exist out there. At first I thought, well, so it goes; I'll just have to buy something a little more expensive. But even le Creuset's pitchers are too small (probably due to their weightiness), and Wedgwood pitchers I find a touch too country, too Grecian, or too expensive AND faux-Grecian (the three varieties I saw). Feeling there is only One True Form for anything is a terrible approach to things, and yet, I can't help but be sad that the Perfect Pitcher Picture in my head can't be matched anywhere - not even in a museum piece, apparently.
In other news, I am exercising most days again now. I went through a brief patch of a few months when I struggled to exercise simply because of my new schedule, which makes morning exercise impossible. (I like mornings, but I consider morning what happens after dawn. I refuse to get up at 5am to work out.) Unfortunately, this now means I have approximately 20 minutes to myself per day, M-F. Add in to this desperately trying to knock things off my to-do list on the weekend (gardeningauctionbrowsingforfurniturepaintingreorganizationrehanging) and entertaining (the next two months I don't know if we have a weekend without visitors), and it'll be hard to stick with my determination to stay in shape.
Let's take a pitcher. I need a pitcher, for all things lemonade-y, and I thought it would be easy to find one. Simple; white porcelain (though I might accept clear glass); large enough to where I could genuinely fill four or five beverages from it, but not so big I couldn't pick it up. Easy, right?
Insert laughter here. It is absurd the number of ugly, even downright unusable pitchers that exist out there. At first I thought, well, so it goes; I'll just have to buy something a little more expensive. But even le Creuset's pitchers are too small (probably due to their weightiness), and Wedgwood pitchers I find a touch too country, too Grecian, or too expensive AND faux-Grecian (the three varieties I saw). Feeling there is only One True Form for anything is a terrible approach to things, and yet, I can't help but be sad that the Perfect Pitcher Picture in my head can't be matched anywhere - not even in a museum piece, apparently.
In other news, I am exercising most days again now. I went through a brief patch of a few months when I struggled to exercise simply because of my new schedule, which makes morning exercise impossible. (I like mornings, but I consider morning what happens after dawn. I refuse to get up at 5am to work out.) Unfortunately, this now means I have approximately 20 minutes to myself per day, M-F. Add in to this desperately trying to knock things off my to-do list on the weekend (gardeningauctionbrowsingforfurniturepaintingreorganizationrehanging) and entertaining (the next two months I don't know if we have a weekend without visitors), and it'll be hard to stick with my determination to stay in shape.
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Date: 2011-07-19 01:42 pm (UTC)On the wishlist now! (Trying to conquer an item or so per month, in the hopes of a) having nice things and b) not having to listen to relatives complain about my lack of hostessware.)
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Date: 2011-07-19 08:41 pm (UTC)