
This thought raced through my head as I stood falling in love with this blown glass bowl in front of my friendly neighborhood thrift store, Stretch Thrift on Pape Ave. in Toronto.
Same store I bought the turquoise bowl only days before.
Talk about bowl guilt.
Reader, dear reader: would you have left it there?

Ok here's the rationalization:
I didn't need another bowl.
But I'm a lover of beauty - cheap beauty.
It met both criteria, being beautiful and only $5.99.

Did a Google search yield anything about the name on it?
No, not a whit. But hey, it's signed!
Some talented person but his or her name to a beautiful creation.
I'm getting all teary-eyed thinking about it.
What a feeling that must be to leave something like that behind for someone to find and treasure.

As you may know, Grunge Queen has a thing about imperfection.
Plus its most predominant colours match the purply hue Grunge Queen is fond of! It was, afterall, the colours of royalty (that's another story).
So reader, the bowl is most emphatically and rejoicingly mine.
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