William Morris said, “Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful, or believe to be beautiful.” This begs two questions:
- What’s the most useless thing in your home?
- What’s the ugliest?
A pottery bowl with eyes and fangs. Made by my husband’s grandmother. Unfortunately, I think we’re stuck with it for life.
I’ve got 3 cats that are ugly AND useless.
The answer to both is probably me.
I’d love to see that. Can you post a picture?
We have several of those lamp tassels in ‘use’ around the house. Well, not actually in use because THEY DON’T DO A DAMN THING. The switch is the kind you have to turn so the tassel just hangs there for no reason. It’s stupid, I hate them.
Howard Roark
I live by the maxim “If the women don’t find you handsome, they should at least find you handy.”
Harrr. I can’t be bothered to worry about linking to one of my photo accounts–it’s roughly modeled, not by an experienced potter, and glazed all brown. It’s hideous but my husband is clannish and must keep it. So it sits on top of the bookshelf behind his desk, glaring at him as he works.
Both of my parents were artists. When I was about 14, my father decided to paint a “formal” portrait of me. All I remember is sitting straight up in a chair in a very stiff pose, hands clasped in my lap, looking straight ahead with no expression on my face. The painting is technically excellent, but otherwise . . . well, I look like a very life-like mannequin. The painting is stashed away somewhere in the attic.
Ugly and useless.
I’ve looked around and really, I’ve got nothing ugly. On the useless front, that’s easy - I’ve got a fitted car cover for a BMW Z4, a car I sold a year ago.
Stole my answer.
My son’s girlfriend. But she’s moving out so it’s all good.
Useless: Keys for every car I’ve owned, place I’ve lived and every place my mother ever lived.
Ugly: A got a closet full of ugly. If you’re not tall and skinny, ugly is the only look in clothes.
me too. Particularly if you ask my mother.