Going through drawers and closets to do an inventory of what I have (to hopefully help me from buying clothes and jewellery that I don’t need). And I came across these two fabric wrapped boxes. The blue one I found on the sidewalk outside of a shop in Chinatown. The kitty cat one is a yard sale find.
When my cousin Edward’s daughter Isobel was little, she showed me a little box that contained all of her treasures. I don’t remember what was in the carton, but I was enchanted by the idea of having a little treasure box.
The Chinese box contains a stash of vintage stationery. The Japanese box holds my collection of Gucci watches. But I love these beat up old containers almost as much as their innards.