Of course, we’re no Angels, or we wouldn’t be sitting here writing snarky posts about the harbingers of Joy and Peace; but I truly think there is no message that could be delivered by these ladies, without the recipient sitting there wondering what the the heck was going on. There is something about Angels that brings out the crafters in force too. Must be because they never seem to have any legs, as so many of them will be gracing the tops of those shiny aluminum trees. Makes it easy for the beginning seamstress to whip up those dresses and wings.
The poor dears also seem to change addresses as fast as they can go. Every sale you come to seems to have a full complement out looking for a new abode, and this sale was no different. A whole tableful of them!
Not your style? How about this “corny” lady? Normally, a good corn husk doll makes me get out my ahhhhssss, but this one didn’t even come close:
This next item set us to giggling and having unworthy thoughts:
It’s a mold. We always wondered where they came from. No wait, if we break it, there can never be any more. OK, we’ll leave it on the shelf, but we know we will pay for it later when the products of said mold come to the thrift store shelves to haunt us with our lack of action.
Did I mention the tree topper thing? Well, here are a couple of examples to prove my point, although neither is hand made. Manufacturers don’t like making legs either:
She looks a little worried, but you would be too, if you had a plastic skirt and cardboard wings. Actually, we thought she was rather sweet, but we have a soft spot for vintage holiday decorations. (I know you all haven’t noticed that!!!)
This one … not so sweet. We know why she was never released from the box:
Deb thinks this little sassy one reminds her of Mae West. “Come up to the top of the tree and see me sometime, Santa!!!” It’s got to be those heart-shaped lips!
Yes, Princess Leia, has escaped Alderaan, and landed on your tree. She brought an Ewok with her too! You know, I probably could forgive a crafter for this, as they would have just gotten carried away, but for heaven’s sake, it has a commercial tag. Some overzealous crocheter in a sweat shop in China made her.
We probably had a little too much fun with this last one, but we had to come up with some reason for the position of this not so angelic one: