Kitten Plates, Greta Garbo, and the Fireplace
One of our neighbors had a yard sale last week and I bought, among other things, a set of doll-sized kitten plates. I bought them not for hipster ironic reasons, but because they were tiny and had kittens on them. I tried to think of which of my dolls would collect kitten plates. Martine, Lady Pickering has most of the things like bjd scale chandeliers, candelabra, mirrors and gold-rimmed plates and a formal tea service, but I doubt she would touch kitten plates with a serving fork. I decided it would be the most amusing to have Captain Aldwood have a secret kitten plate addiction; and he would protest: "I buy these for my mother!" They are a perfect size: We spent a good part of yesterday doing some heavy demolition--we have a fireplace in the basement built over the fuse box, so it needs to come out to get us back up to code, and the carpet down there was pretty dire and filthy, so that had to come up too: Here you can see the concrete slab (in good shape, even with th...