Impossibly pretty measuring cups
July 18, 2011 at 3:36 pm 1 comment
Does occasional frivolity translate into simple happiness? Money was washed down the drain this weekend for the sake of these porcelain measuring cups, found at Anthropologie (where else?). An unnecessary luxury yes, but look at them. How could I resist? They really did tug at my heartstrings, so why not?
Now that I own them, I’m happy that I traded my hard-earned cash for such pretty objects. They are stationed in a place of honour in the centre of our kitchen table for all to admire while I decide where they should live. For now, I’ll gaze lovingly at them and feel oh-so-special measuring out portions of flour and sugar for baking. I very much doubt they will be stashed inside the cupboard like their dull plastic predecessors. It is a slippery slope, of course, these precious objects. They do make my plastic mixing bowls look a bit dowdy in comparison…
Entry filed under: Cooking, Home, Life. Tags: Anthropologie, baking, measuring cups, objects of desire, treasures.
1. alea@myrealfoodlife | July 18, 2011 at 7:56 pm
omg those are so very very pretty!! i saw them online at anthropologie and was severely tempted but now, now i MUST go back and check them out again. *love*