One of the most difficult things I find about being a transient abroad is that I can't afford the space, or the postage home, to indulge in my passion (or as some people would call, addiction) for collecting vintage, kitsch nic nacs that steal my heart.
Particularly ... salt and pepper shakers ... I have an adorable pair of ceramic shakers in the form of mandarins at home I await to be reunited with one day.
And no, I can't believe I titled this post 'Shake it' either.
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