These vintage gems were picked up at the West End Garage, (I mistakenly called it the Cape May Garage in an earlier post). The little glass queen bust is my fav. It sits on a simple wooden stand. I immediately thought that this regal little lady would make such an ornate and completely frivolousness single stamp pad
topper. I have several "L" monogram stamps I use to label my items with.
Why do such simple little items, causually glanced over and dismissed by countless others no doubt, so strike and inspire and please me?
I guess that is what the definition of "art" would be