This one was right next to it.
The sight of these bottles were a reminder of my elusive quest to acquire the perfect dressmaker form. Just recently one literally walked by me and right out the door at one of the antique stores I stopped by. I had to actually suppress a scream because it was the most beautiful one I had ever seen, as it was being carried by a very lucky lady who had just snagged it from an aisle I was headed down. Unfortunately I didn't even have the presence of mind to snap a photo of it, but I did watch it being carried out of the shop and forever out of my life.
So for now, I'll just have to console myself with my miniature one.
The perfect size to hold a few of my favorite pins and brooches.
And the really sad part is, the antique dealer shared the price of the dressmaker form with me after she walked out the door, and it was exactly the same price as just one of those perfume bottles. Go figure.
