As the purveyor of hogs at the shop, the roses have decreed that I cannot determine cute. It seems that those items that I claim are cute, AREN'T. I can do strange, unusual or downright weird, but cute is outside my expertise. Well I went to an auction yesterday and I found this large "Dick and Jane" type portfolio. (Each page is about 2 feet by 3 feet). And in violation of the directive I have declared the folio CUTE.
I’m a guy who has somehow fallen into the shabby world. A shabby chic world of shabotaged furniture and foo foo accessories. My stuff tends to be outside of the cottage without much chic, shabby or otherwise. My things are the hogs in this world of roses. Thus the title: Hogs and Roses. (Please look at my 1st post "Why Hogs and Roses?")
I want to be Henny Youngman, when I grow up. Take my wife -- please!
I enjoyed 7 years of marital bliss (17 years of marriage). I have been divorced forever. Love my role as curmudgeon, comedian, sage and advisor.