Thursday, 21 February 2008

monkeys & teapots

As I was fossicking through bits and pieces to adorn my study walls with... I rediscovered this odd little fellow.
It was given to me by a friend who I am quite fond of, who when she saw it immediately thought of me. You see there's a theory about town, that when I was an infant I was raised by monkeys... they called me "missouri". Anyway it's an incredibly silly story concocted by another dear friend of mine, and if you want to hear the full story go and talk to Mykal, the barman at MoVida.
Right now, back on track... my friend gave me this postcard all of a sudden one day after she had visited the NGV. And on the back it reads... For the girl who was raised by monkeys but still loves teapots, I loves ya.
How incredibly quaint and sweet in a very strange manner!


Anonymous said...

Hi Kitty,

I received your blog details from my good friend Lara who you met at "Meet me at Mikes" recently. She told me you are currently completing the Interior design course which I am also thinking of doing. Just wondering if you wouldn't mind dropping me a line so I can ask you a couple of questions?

Great blog btw. ;o)


Kara said...

LOVE the teapot!