Doilies

Who doesn't love a doily-cookie?

Ours was a doilycentric household.

OP = Iola Boylen

My Aunt made them so even if my mom may have not been that into them she still displayed the ones my Aunt would give her. Is that what made me gay?

Nah, we were an antimacassar family.

Joan Rivers once joked that she was once receiving the Queen as a visitor to her home, so she put a doily under the kitty litter box. The Queen liked it so much took it home to use it as a hat.

Doilies aren't something I'd necessarily put in my own home, but I do enjoy seeing in them in the homes of others.

And now I want a doily cookie. Actually, I want a lot of them.

[quote] she put a doily under the kitty litter box. The Queen liked it so much took it home to use it as a hat.

The doily or the kitty litter box?

The doily and the kitty litter box.

[quote]Nah, we were an antimacassar family.

I've always been anti-antimacassar.

[quote]Is that what made me gay?

It was probably cock... which may or may not have had a doily draped over it

Doilies make the best powdered sugar designs

Arrgh. My great-aunt died a few years ago, age 101. When my husband and I adopted our daughter, she was all over us like white on rice.

The year before she died, she presented us with a large set of very elaborate doilies that she made for us by hand. They were carefully stretched, ironed, and wound around special cardboard dowels so as not to ruin them. She mentioned that it took her the better part of two years' worth of evenings to finish them, corroborated by her best-friend, old biddie neighbor. They are cream colored and really intricate. My husband wanted to toss them before we packed to fly home. Then he wanted to ditch them in an airport bathroom. But I rescued them and, now, they are in a plastic storage bin under the bed in the guest room. I'll probably die with them still there. But for the fact that my dead grandmother's really old sister made them specially for my daughter....

Growing up? We had doilies under the lamps on the side tables in the living room, under the massive glass ashtray on the coffee table, under the huge, white Fenton glass vase on top the console TV, and in the middle of the dining room table under whatever the seasonal centerpiece was. This time of year, it would be a woven cornucopia with plastic fruits spilling out.

R13, thank you for bringing up Fenton art glass — did not know what they were called for years. We have several from my grandmothers home, which was mid-century modern as well. They’re apparently not worth a ton of money, but are wonderful pieces. We also own a piece or two or ‘Murano’ glass.

That’s lovely, R13.

R14 I have several pieces I bought on Murano. I toured two foundries one day and ended up splurging in the showrooms. My favorite is about 20” tall, a pair of men in an embrace. It looks something like this, but explicitly two men

Ive still got several my beloved Grandma made. I dont use them,but I do treasure them. I grew up in a very doily laden home,and I used my share over the years but as my taste changed i just dont care for them now as much.

When in doubt...

Well, hello, doily.