JUNK

I have no idea where this sudden obsession has come from for all things porcelain and catty. 

I'm forever skimming my eyes around markets and charity shops for the glisten of a cat object. 

Oxford Market was where my eyes met with cat number one, shortly after stumbling upon her I also found the perfect novelty vintage cat jumper. 

I completely forgot how good the Market is on a Thursday. I managed to pick up not only my tacky cats but a beautiful sheepskin coat for a bargain £20 and an old royal coat of arms mug for an amazing £1. 

Other peoples junk usually ends up to be my kind of gems just like the awfully tacky but totally allowed porcelain cat I managed to rummage out of a junk shop yesterday. 

Give me a cupboard full of porcelain and I'm a happy girl