Everyone has them. Things that you save for only those ‘special occasions’. And boy, the occasion needs to be pretty special. Why else would you feel up to first wiping the dust and cobwebs away?
To illustrate my point, herewith a few of my ‘elite’ little items (with the corresponding special occasion it was last used at):
Glass salad bowl from Spain: Yet to be used; still waiting for that special occasion to materialise.
Tablecloth bought in Arles, France: Hubby’s birthday in November; used once.
Dinner set: OK, this comes out a bit more frequent, but it is packed in its own little cupboard. It makes an appearance on Mothers’ Day, Fathers’ Day, birthdays and Christmas.
Chanel No. 5: Only when I’ve carefully considered whether the occasion is really worthy. (I’ve had it for 2 years now; quarter used!)
Crystal champagne glasses picked up at a charity shop: Birthdays. (Nope, not even new year. By the time the champagne must be popped, too much champagne has already flowed. Can’t risk it!)
Moleskin notebook… notebookS…: I confess! I have a thing for books/journals in general. I never want to write in them. It feels like I will somehow spoil them. But I keep getting them. So, when last used? Never!
Today though I realised that I’ve carried this vice for protecting beautiful things for exceptional circumstances to my writing as well. There are many beautiful things I want to write about, but each time I contemplate putting fingers to keyboard I’m scared that I will spoil it. How can I write about something special with inadequate words? How can I describe something that is indescribable?
I’ve been thinking about it and the only way I see calls for me to just go for it! Caution to the wind!
Here’s to laying the table with the French table cloth and that packed away dinner set, while serving salad in the Spanish bowl, and having champagne out of crystal champagne glasses while wearing a little bit of Chanel No. 5!
(Thank goodness I can still save the Moleskins!)
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Haha! 😀
That’s well written!
We have a dinner set at home that my mother takes out only on the rarest of rare occasions! 🙂
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See, I knew there were more people like me! 🙂
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I’m a notebook and book junkie too… Kinda laughed at how overwhelming and exciting it can be just to see, touch, read, and just get lost in both. It’s an addiction that doesn’t need to be worked on. Great post!
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YAY! Someone that understands me! Thank you for stopping by and taking the time to comment. I really appreciate it!
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My pleasure. 🙂
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Well said! I look forward to reading more of what you write as you do throw caution to the wind. 🙂
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Thanks for stopping by! I feel more bravery with each post. They do say practice makes perfect. 🙂
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My favourite perfume 😊 it’s breaking my heart seeing it not being used – wear the Chanel every single day – don’t wait for a special occasion – you are special and worth it! 😊
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Yes, you are right! 🙂 Maybe a little spritz tonight! And tomorrow!
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Oh yes, use them! Use them all! Breathe life into them!
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That salad bowl is making an appearance tonight!!
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Life is in the way of writing and class work for the next few days, unless I get very lucky, but I plan to use your post as my springboard for Day 9: Be inspired by the neighbors.
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I read this and related to just about every single item! There are some differences of course but the one that resonated the most was the journals!!! I LOVE touching them and smelling them and looking at them. I do eventually write in them. But I do not have any 2 of the same. All my journals, going back to age 12 (I’m 40 now) are different from each other.
It has taken me some time to ‘just use it’. From my toasting glasses from my wedding to the fancy serving dishes to the special perfume. I feel special, beautiful, peaceful, more connected to the gift giver… every time I use those things. I am not ‘lessening their value’, as I was afraid I would.
Great post! And I am glad to read you’re using them. Every day we wake up is special. 🙂 ❤
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