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24.5.07

to all of you getting married in the relatively near term future

Austrian things include: fancy crystal (Swarovski is still Austrian, yes, but there are many other pretty things around that haven't got the whole Paris Hilton connection); delicate, hand-painted porcelain; embroidery; kitschy things featuring Mozart; reeeeeally good chocolate (that may or may not melt in the mail); pewter; kitschy things featuring Klimt, Schiele (ugh) or Hundertwasser (the Hundertwasser porcelain is really fucking cool, actually, but also at more than $100 for a single teency espresso cup, kind of insanely pricey, though not uncomparable to other things, and also completely not traditional); Biedermeier and art-deco-y things; art noveau things; clocks ... Blanket statement: we can't afford tix back for your wedding. What should we send? Hint: Tell me if you do not want something that will collect dust, as crystal and porcelain inevitably will. Or if you have favorite colors that cannot be deduced from your registry. Disclaimer: anyone who does not say otherwise will get something highly breakable and not necessarily useful, based on entirely my taste and because i think it is pretty. Because i accidentally wandered into the oldest coninuously operating porcelain shop in vienna (since 1702, yall! holy shit!) and i desperately wanted to buy something. Anything. (so if you really just want stuff off the registry, now's the time to mention that.)

(Here is an example of Things I Think Are Nice to Look At, But Not Particularly Useful, especially seeing as how i know absolutely nothing about the various shapes of wine-glasses. Also i'm regarding anything that Was Once included in the Austrian empire as entirely a propos, which includes Villeroy & Boch, WMF, Henckels, et c. ... )

and just in case anyone was worried, i've found peanut butter and proper spices and suntan lotion and even bug spray, and am learning to avoid the scary chicken. There was organic lettuce, too, and i will never buy that again, ever. And i can find ikea nearly in my sleep, without looking up how to get there.

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