I’m a sucker for monograms. And
also dogs and babies. But it’s not as easy to pick up a new model of those at your
favorite boutique.
So I content myself with monograms. On towels. Beach totes.
You name it, I’ll monogram it ;)
What’s better than a monogram? A
full on personalized item with your whole name. Like when you were a kid,
spinning the drugstore rack of mini-license plates, searching for one with your
name. If you were Jennifer or Lisa, you scored. If you were guru girl? Not so
much.
But these days I’m in luck! Because
these days there’s Etsy, aka my own personal kingdom of artists, ready to do my
bidding. Now if only they had an Etsy for laundry and food prep!
My latest whim is a vintage
looking sign personalized with my last name. Because I saw a similar one in a magazine featuring
a celebrity kitchen, and it’s too fabulous for words.
It offers just the right touch of
classic charm. And the personalization thrills my inner pre-teen. Sometimes
listening to Inner Pre-Teen isn’t such a great idea. Like when she tells me to
wear glittery eye shadow. Or roller skate.
But when my inner voice tells me
to order up this personalized sign – a steal of a deal at $46 – I listen with no fear of regret. Or embarrassing, sparkly pictures tagged on
Facebook. (Click this link.)
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