Accessorizing your house with unlikely possessions isn’t anything new. This isn’t earth shattering, it’s just my mantle and a little piece of unexpected sumthin-sumthin.
It started as a small Christmas gift for a teenage girl with far too many rings from Claire’s and American Eagle Outfitters. And it has traveled with me from mom + dad’s to dorm to dorm to apartment to apartment (to apartment, and to another apartment), and finally, to house, unscathed (miraculously). I’ve kept it not so much because it has any highly significant value monetarily or emotionally, but because, well, I like it. I’m not even a cat person but think it’s an interesting design. I don’t see them often – correction, I never see this model anywhere – and I don’t see ring holders often displayed openly, like this kitty.
On my mantel, for instance, is where it’s stationed now:
Expected, yet not so expected.
Typically relegated to the bathroom or bedroom, I’ve kept Cat front and center. I think the natural wooden material, the polka-dotted pattern, and the long wavy tail are unexpectedly pretty; more pretty than the obligatory picture frames and home store decor that many people resort to (don’t get me wrong, I rotate my decor so the occasional photo and Sugar Cookie Yankee Candle get a week in the spotlight too, but this isn’t about the expected right now, yo.). Right now it’s partnered with a big old conch shell that Pete moved over here, and a cool rusted horseshoe that Dad surprised me with last time he dog-sat Codeman. I think they have dozens of old horse shoes in that barn of theirs that’s crumbling down, but that’s another adventure for another day. Beneath the new art and wreath, I’m liking Cat’s positioning even more.
And yeah, there are rings on it too just because they need to be stored somewhere, right?