I’m actually not sure that this counts as International, since it’s a service that does print/mail fulfillment, and it’s likely a domestic company. I’m marking this as Domestic AND as International. I suppose to could do the research on what’s really happening here, but it’s too late for that tonight, and she did “send” it from Mexico.
I’ve never had tequila from the barrel. The idea of it blows my mind a little.. I must try this.
I have a bit of an obsession. Ok, many of them, but when it comes to china, Gustavsberg (by Stig Lindberg) is my jam: the Prunus and Bersa patterns. I can’t afford it, so mostly I just admire it online. In a stroke of pure masochism one day, I created eBay alerts that will notify me when new items appear… someday I’ll get lucky with some cheap* buy it now item, right? Ugh. Well, years of torture has resulted in a single Prunus dinner plate, and now this adorable egg cup.
I love patterns, I look for them everywhere. I love bold design and large blocks of color. I fell for the Bersa pattern first just because (follow the link above and check out how they look when they’re all stacked up!), but in the case of this Prunus pattern, I know where my love of it comes from: a book I had as a kid, Eric Carle’s A Very Hungry Caterpillar. Note the plums here. Sigh.
This isn’t really a salutation from a friend, I paid this person in Sweden to send me the egg cup. However, I find international stamps interesting, and I felt like sharing. Besides, if you don’t let the internet know you’re obsessing over Bersa and Prunus, none will ever randomly come in the mail. Ha. Juuuust kidding. Mostly.
*”Cheap” is entirely relative. This tiny egg cup cost me a small fortune: $15.49 for the cup, plus $16.00 shipping. Oof. Like I said, obsession.
This one arrived super late (though I’ve had it for a while) from Postal Salute’s International Man of Leisure, Anto. Props for the penguin and the discussion of a place I’d love to check out someday. Chile too! I want to go everywhere. Accepting donations.
Is Antartica vs. Antarctica just a language thing?
Well, I’ve been all over the place this past week and a half, and my body responded with “F YOU!” about halfway through. I’m sick, up against deadlines, and I’ve been neglecting all things creative. I didn’t manage a single postcard from Denver, and only one from Atlanta (Grandma wins), but I still haven’t even posted all the ones I sent from my prior trip; it’s the posting here that’s the problem really, not the posting cards. Needs improvement.
I did come home with a few more freckles than I started with, and I have been dreaming of a weekend of doing nothing on a beach, so this postcard from McC is apropos. Back to work with me, now. Sigh.
I received these first two when I walked through the door on my return from California; the sunblock at the beach thing had me laughing out loud. Great set. Our International Man of Leisure is back from his 5 month journey (17 countries, where the other postcards at? ha), but only skimmed the surface with tales at dinner last night. He did, however, give me a stack of postcards… a couple of used/vintage ones (below), some new. I asked if he got them at the 2nd hand shop he mentioned in his postcard, and he confirmed.