on this lovely hand needlepointed stool,
when I put my makeup on...that is when I wear makeup. :)
I got this sweet vintage handpainted trash can from my grandmother,
and this matching cup.
This is the pleasant view from where I sit. I see the Rose of Sharon and the Tiger Lilies that lie right outside the cottage garden picket fence.
With all this loveliness, maybe I should wear make-up more often. Or...maybe not.