I love them....these sweet little bottles. I pretend that they came from Paris--arriving in a round suitcase on a large ship, used and saved as souvenirs of that holiday abroad. But more certainly they were purchased years ago at stores now extinct with exquisite counters that made you swoon....stores like Manchesters in downtown Madison.
Now I am not a girly girl...you will more likely find dirt under my nails then polish on them........but I just have this affinity & affection for these lovely pieces of the past. With little sweet details that make my heart skip a beat.
P.S. the collage behind is an original from Tracy Porter.