There is no such thing as gratitude unexpressed.  If it is unexpressed, it is plain, old-fashioned ingratitude.”  Robert Brault, American writer

Bathroom vanity:  before...

Bathroom vanity: late 1800’s

Bathroom vanity:  after...

Bathroom vanity: 2014

Monday’s blog posts are categorized as “ordinary things.”  Purse-most sissies have one and it might reflect our diversity of culture and taste.  Yard-no matter where we are, our living arrangements usually provide, if not our own yard, a little strip of green to call our own.  Bathroom vanity, however, made me realize how disparate this idea would be-not just among isissies, but around the world.

The antique wash stand with ceramic pitcher and bowl might make us wax nostalgic for a moment-and then we realize the amount of labor required to use this darling reminder of simpler times-all just to “wash up.”  Bathing was a major hassle so the in between washings seemed less troublesome, I’m sure.  Hair was brushed every night and the brush then washed-there were not rows and rows of shampoos for fine hair, coarse hair, thinning hair, dull hair, permed hair, curly hair-you get the idea.  This serves as a reminder that today there are still women and children who suffer from lack of clean water-to brush their teeth, clean their face-take a bath-drink.

So, I am humbled to share with you my bathroom vanity in my master bath-yep, every little part required a decision on form and function.  The space between the sinks, the space between the mirror and the marble splash back, plug-ins for electric toothbrush and hair dryer, mirrors at just the right height for those close up tasks of hygiene-all, every single one of them-first world problems.  The blessing of a little handle that delivers, on command, clean water-maybe that is a great example of unexpressed gratitude?

I want to go on record and express my deep and sincere gratitude for the modern conveniences I enjoy-everyday, any time I choose-not sure I will retain this feeling the next time the hot water doesn’t pour out as fast as I need, or the battery for my toothbrush dies mid brush, or the pump on those darling Restoration Hardware pumps gets plugged-but right now, sitting here at my desk and thinking about it all-I am profoundly grateful for my vanity (and all it represents) and have a prayer in my heart for sissies around the world who struggle with lack of basic comforts-basic needs.

YOUR TURN: So, what is the driving force for your bathroom vanity?  Function? or Style?