Here are the aforementioned cast metal banister splats I received from Sue Cook Miniatures in England. I'm pretty sure they are made of lead so kids, do NOT put them in your mouth! I plan on spraying them black to mimic wrought iron.
OMG, I just had a flashback to ages ago when I was a floral designer in this chi-chi little shop here in Minneapolis. The two owners of the shop HATED each other --it really was a horrible work environment-- but that is ANOTHER story. Anyway, after some crazy, MAJOR DRAMA, the owners decided to close down the shop before they murdered one other. Well, my co-worker, Meg, decides she wants to buy the shop.
Now, Meg is a wonderful, fabulous person --so don't think for a moment that I'm dishing on her because I LOVE the girl to filth. She is a very artistic, talented, creative individual BUT let's just say she wasn't that hot at the business side of owning a floral shop.
We did a huge wedding business and we used to have to fill out these Wedding Consultation Forms every time we met with a prospective client. This was in the years B.C. --before computers-- so we actually had to fill the forms out by hand. I know! How Jane flipping Austen. Naturally, I always made sure to use my very best, flowing, flawless penmanship when I filled out my Consultation Forms. Meg's forms, on the other hand, were a chicken-scratched, coffee-stained, cigarette-burned MESS. which I used to take perverted delight in reading on my lunch break for laughs.
Well, one time I was tittering over a copy of one of Meg's forms when I came across this little gem: " The altar (I had finally succeeded in convincing her it was not "alter") arrangements will attach to rot iron candelabras. Rot iron. Yes, rot iron. And she used it like seventy-five times throughout the form. She can spell bloody candelabra, yet wrought iron eludes her.
But I digress.
it's not done til it's overdone!
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