I recently picked up this vintage ashtray at a thrift store. Mainly because I loved the deep, cobalt blue color. And, I thought it would be a pretty piece to hold my watch and jewelry. I know the thought of it once being used for ashes is a little unappetizing, but I prefer to think it’s more Mad Men than disgusting. And, it makes me wonder how long we’ll actually see pretty ashtrays around at all. . . kind of like rotary phones.
When I was in elementary school, I used to help my mom clean the office where my dad worked. Believe it or not, my job was to clean the ashtrays. And, for whatever reason, I thought it was fantastic. I can mentally walk through that office right now and tell you who the smokers were and where they sat.
Who knew finding an old ashtray could make this non-smoker reminisce? :)