I vote for the fish things as being even more awful than the children of the corn dish set.
My BFF used to work in the China & Crystal department of the old Emporium Capwell department store, and the most horrible thing I ever saw there was a soup tureen whose lid was decorated with extruded china "vegetables" that, to us, looked exactly like multicolored poop. I don't know if anyone ever bought it. I really can't imagine anyone loving it. On the other hand, I have an old Villeroy and Boch coffee set with pink roses all over it, which I bought new in Germany still love. But my husband pretty much thinks it's the tackiest thing he's ever seen. Go figure.
Anyway, your green pig pot sounds adorable to me. Hope you'll post a picture of it, too!
I kind of get the Children of the Corn dishware (or maybe I spent so many years at shows with C I'm numb to it). But the pink lamp sent me running for the eyewash kit.
Yeah, that pink lamp won the prize of the day for The Most Awful Thing. Weirdly, I kind of get the Children of the Corn dishware, too; it may be a sign of too much time spent in antique malls. Scary.
I had thought Centralia was the antiquing capital of Washington (there are a *slew* of antique stores and a couple of sizeable antique malls in the old downtown area east of I-5, some distance removed from the outlet-mall sprawl to the west of the freeway).
That said, the Green Pig of Ugliness sounds...distinctive.
With Snohomish and Centralia, it's a little bit of a rivalry, but in my book, Snohomish wins. One has not lived until one has seen the Star Center Antique Mall, which is the size of an elementary school (and may have been one, now that I think about it). It also contains an antiques library and bookstore (by which I mean they contain books about antiquing and collecting--huge collection full of stuff you can't find at mainstream bookstore).
Having been to both, I can say that Snohomish has Centralia beat to cinders. Centralia could be a contender, but it isn't. I suspect that Portland folks have this mispprehension because they have never been up north.
For the sake of comparison, Snohomish is even larger, antique-wise, than Sellwood, or Aurora, but like Aurora, it's an historic town.
My husband's mother had at least one item from that set, or one very similar. He got it when he and his siblings broke up the old family homestead after her death, and it's sitting in our kitchen cupboard right now.
Not that I'm going to actually use it for anything, because you know what happens when you use one of those sentimentally precious objects and something dire happens to them.
(I have no idea where my late mother-in-law picked it up, or why. Her own taste didn't usually run to Iowa Kitsch either. Strange are the ways of families sometimes.)
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My BFF used to work in the China & Crystal department of the old Emporium Capwell department store, and the most horrible thing I ever saw there was a soup tureen whose lid was decorated with extruded china "vegetables" that, to us, looked exactly like multicolored poop. I don't know if anyone ever bought it. I really can't imagine anyone loving it. On the other hand, I have an old Villeroy and Boch coffee set with pink roses all over it, which I bought new in Germany still love. But my husband pretty much thinks it's the tackiest thing he's ever seen. Go figure.
Anyway, your green pig pot sounds adorable to me. Hope you'll post a picture of it, too!
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Yes, the fish are rather astonishing, aren't they?
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Hope Merlin is feeling better tomorrow.
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Snohomish?
I had thought Centralia was the antiquing capital of Washington (there are a *slew* of antique stores and a couple of sizeable antique malls in the old downtown area east of I-5, some distance removed from the outlet-mall sprawl to the west of the freeway).
That said, the Green Pig of Ugliness sounds...distinctive.
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For the sake of comparison, Snohomish is even larger, antique-wise, than Sellwood, or Aurora, but like Aurora, it's an historic town.
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Not that I'm going to actually use it for anything, because you know what happens when you use one of those sentimentally precious objects and something dire happens to them.
(I have no idea where my late mother-in-law picked it up, or why. Her own taste didn't usually run to Iowa Kitsch either. Strange are the ways of families sometimes.)
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The cornware scares me.
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