My mom is a hoarder. Our house is filled with bizarre things, each more ridiculous than the last. There is no theme, no coherence whatsoever and everything just sort of… lies there. Over the years, I have convinced myself that it takes a certain level of expertise to pick out such unique pieces. With my mom, there is only one rule: the tackier it is, the better. And since kitsch is supposedly in, I assume my house is cool now. Here’s a little glimpse of ”The House of Kitsch”, what I also lovingly call home:
Santa Claus with mini Santa Claus attached to him, Ballerina lamp, Fish inside oyster shell (it rotates and used to illuminate.)
Fake flowers and black lovers (who come back to life no matter how many times their heads fall off thanks to dad’s gluing skills). Also, topless black lady with pot.
Shiny light on ceiling with mirror border that unfortunately my phone camera couldn’t capture. Also, a glass plate with shiny marbles.
Buddha and the tackiest pot that has ever existed.
Strange frames and more fake flowers.
Elephants in order of height.
Okay, that mouse girl was a joint craft effort by my mom, sister and me when we were little so it’s okay but there’s just no excuse for the metal deer/antelope head.
Golden foil and flickering electrical flame for Mary, Jesus and St. Antony?
Those owls USED to be cute.
More fake flowers.
What’s life without containers that hurt your eyes when you look at them?
Mushroom fairy, dolphin orgy figurine and unicorn that live over the kitchen sink!
And last but not least,
Creepy 3D Jesus who opens and shuts his eyes!
Come to think of it, I can’t believe she made me give Selvam away! He fits right in…
Goodnight common folk. Remember, Jesus is watching you. Heh.
mystiquepai
August 5, 2011 at 7:46 pm
Holy mother of…
burpingbutterfly
August 6, 2011 at 10:55 pm
I know right! Nyak nyak nyak! :p
Sumit Kain
August 7, 2011 at 1:39 pm
I feel shamed because my mom just lost to yours ! You burst my bubble of the last 26 years !!