My cup of tea.

Nary a day goes by that I don't examine or research fine things. Not just for the love of writing about it (or writing in general) but for the love of knowing about it.

Being in the know has such a potent appeal for me that I have become like a hawk scanning for it's prey. (A nice hawk, who just wants to get to know it's prey and try it on for size, fragrance, luxuriousness, etc.)

I am not about fancy. I am about quality, beauty, feel, appeal and timelessness. I am enamored of longevity. Things that last and get handed down from mother to daughter or son--design so good, it remains a classic and becomes au courant in cycles.

I subscribe to the Hermes emailing, not because I buy Hermes scarves regularly, but because I love them. I do own a few and I do wear them. Which brings me to the point I am interested in making.

Fine things are meant to be worn. Fine things are meant to be used. They are made to last, made to be worn, adored and used. I am not afraid to wear, use and adore fine things.

Which brings me to our new teapot. We received the Tiffany Weave Irish Parian Bone China teapot from M.'s aunt and uncle. It is so beautiful I can't stop looking at it. It is absolutely timeless and sturdy and elegant and gorgeous all at once. I have it set out with my Kate Spade cream and sugar. I can't get enough of the retroness of the cream and sugar with the classicness of the teapot. I am extremely fond of the teapot's pure whiteness combined with it's basket weave texture. The details are unrivaled, the design is flawless.

We will use it and adore it in good health for all of our days with the knowledge that someday our children will love it more than I do not just because it is beautiful but because I loved it and it was ours.

The Tiffany Weave Teapot retails for $175. Image courtesy of www.tiffany.com.