My email read, "Hey Friends. I am trying to find the owner of the below white plate. Is it yours? We're cleaning out our goods, and I can't figure out whose this was! Thanks."Here's what Drew (I mean the sauceplate) has to say...
Oh My darling. My sweet, sweet china white. Your pattern completes me. I have been searching far and wide for you since we were separated at Macy's so long ago. I never gave up hope my beautiful, flawless wedgewood, 27cm of ribbed perfection. It is I. My place setting has never been complete since you were ripped from my gaze during that 4th of July bonanza sale. I have given myself to no other table since that moment. Return to me and I will give you a silver napkin holder as a symbol of my undying devotion. Let's make little porcelain teacups together. I want you.Love,
Your white hot saucer plate
3 comments:
Hilarious! Silly Drew.
too funny! i think he must have too much free time : )
Drew, it is the beginning of a beautifully romantic novel! Maybe a few friends could "slip" out a gravy boat or the creamer; then then your story would take on the porpotions of "Gone With the Wind". the haunting glory of "Love Story", or possibly, my personal favorite, "The Quiet Man" where John Wayne goes after his love with unbridled abandone! Best of luck and please don't leave Lance and Carrie in a quandry!
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