We all know he's not dead; he just went home. And apparently, home is inside this kitsch 1978 plastic Yap's musical mirror that I was endeavoring to photograph this morning.
Oh, wait... false alarm... Let me bring this into better focus.
Aw, shucks. It's not Michael Jackson, it's my son Wyatt, popping up unexpectedly in the reflection. Just imagine the price I could be asking for this wind-up musical mirror if it had been haunted by Michael Jackson. (And yes, I've seen allegedly haunted items for sale on Etsy, believe it or not.)
Of course, it should have been a no-brainer that this particular Yap mirror wouldn't have appealed to the King of Pop or whatever he's called--the song here being "You Light Up My Life" of Debbie Boone fame.
Okay, now that I've had my fun, I'll show you the actual listing as I posted it on Etsy this morning.
Actually, these mirrors are pretty cool if you like kitschy plastic tackiness as much as I do. I nabbed them over the weekend; they came from the estate of a woman who, I was told, saved virtually everything.
While researching these, I found a number of other Yap's musical mirrors available and I will have to rein myself in lest I embark on yet another collection of dubious taste, though when I see goodies like these, it's very tempting. (Hey, I don't call this blog "The Sheer Trash Roadshow" for nothing!)
You see what I mean?
Frankly, I'm nearly drooling over the one with the moving ballet dancers as a potential birthday present for my jewelry-loving, soon-to-be-four-year-old granddaughter. She makes an instant beeline for my bedroom to adorn herself from my costume jewelry stash every time she visits. And she's fond of dancing. She's probably a bit young for such an item, I suppose. But one of these days!
|The Many Moods of B, with apologies from a doting grandma.|
I hope you'll check out these terrific sellers whose items are featured in today's post:
And if you didn't see this previous post, you might want to check it out for some background: