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Ode to My Broken Pink Glass ♡

January 19, 2013

A sad, sad day in the mint green kitchen today. When I reached for one of my lovely pink wine glasses to pour some orange juice (yes, this is what I use to drink normal things like orange juice—get on the festivity wagon!), I realized it had been cracked during its last trip to the sink.

It is survived by an identical twin glass, which I am now drinking my orange juice out of. A moment of silence for this poor extravagant thing.

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“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.” —Anton Chekhov

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. January 19, 2013 6:03 PM

    OMG.. I’m so sorry it cracked!! Looks like an amazing glass. In my culture, when something cracks is a good thing, means that the bad luck cracked!

    • January 19, 2013 6:28 PM

      I do prefer to think of it that way! Thanks Khloe ♡

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