Don’t ask me what the history of these things are. I’ve Googled, Blinged and Asked Jeeves, but to know avail. I’m assuming they ‘re from a collection designed by someone with Dauville for a moniker or crafted in a French berg by the same name.
They’ve been around a while and mostly in knock off or DYI form. But you can get them at various on-line efforts, around 22 to 25 bucks, a tad more if they’re a larger size. If found mine for an absolute steal, on the back shelves of a little Hill Country gift shop, collecting dust, next to ghoulishly hideous metal welded farm animals.
I assure you, this wasn’t a mere “purchase”‘, it was a rescue. Picture Entebbe with a credit card and better shoes.
Dauville bowls are quite simple in their elegance, often white or cream in color,cavalierly swathed with a silver or gold lining.
I’ve also seen them with pastel shades lining the bowls. That’s nice and all but I think other colors casualize them (is that even a word???) and removes the pretentiousness for which social schleppers yearn. They’re for entertaining only, not real service wear. I’ve seen them used as jewelry, key and candy holders…wrapped kind only, please. You don’t want leaded paint in them thar M&Ms for your guests. Here in Laurieland, we like them gold, polished and empty…nekkid. You can also find serving pieces with the painting on the outside. Sugar bowls, creamers, salt and pepper shakers, etc. But none of those grab me like these little bowls, a mere three inches in diameter.
If you find yourself jonesin’ for one of these bowls, and they are lovely, keep in mind the line just under the lip is supposed to be uneven; to imply the flawed charm of a hand-painted item.
Soon, I’ll demonstrate how I’ve tastefully paired them with a book about interior design choices of famous people and in in certain iconic locales. A friend gave it to me years ago, assuming I cared that Ringo Starr liked paisley couches. But it’s a cool book by and large; lots of photos with nice, big print and perfect for ye olde coffee table. It also goes quite well with carefully placed Dauville bowls, size and color. Proof of this later this week.
I’m also in the process of snazzying up both of my bathrooms. I have always believed in bathroom art. Why not? When one goes potty, there should be a certain aesthetic in place besides an aging Motor Trend magazine and a book of matches from some bar.
My pissoirs are both currently yawn inducing, style-wise. Barren, devoid of color. Blah. All bodily voiding experiences have been lackluster experiences. But not for long, kiddies!!!
Later this week, I will write about all the changes I made with recent purchases from this uber chic designer I just discovered called “Amazon”. Not sure, but I think he’s from South America. How exotic!!!. This cat can make anything apparently.
Before and after pics will be included.