A Thrifted Treasure: The Brass Butterfly Trivet That Flew Into My Heart

Some people collect stamps. Others collect fine china. Me? I collect charming little nothings that make my house feel like a hug, and this brass butterfly trivet is exactly that kind of treasure.

 I spotted it sitting quietly on a dusty thrift store shelf, looking like it had just fluttered in from someone’s 1970s kitchen and was waiting for a second chance. And y’all know I can’t resist a piece with a little patina and a whole lot of personality. Into my cart it went.....no questions asked.

A Trivet with a Past (and Probably a Story or Two)

This sweet brass butterfly isn’t just practical; it’s personality with wings. I imagine it once lived under hot casserole dishes at family dinners or maybe sat on a countertop next to a rotary phone and a recipe box full of Jell-O salads. It has that worn-in warmth that only a well-loved item can carry.

Where It Lives Now

These days, this little brass butterfly isn’t just babysitting hot dishes, it’s living its best life in my gallery wall of vintage gold frames and mirrors. And let me tell you, it fits right in like it was always meant to be there.

Mounted up with the rest of my collected treasures, it brings the perfect touch of whimsy to the mix. It’s unexpected, a little quirky, and adds just enough texture and charm to keep things interesting. Amid the shimmer of aged mirrors and gilded frames, that butterfly quietly steals the show, proving that not everything on a gallery wall has to be square or framed to be fabulous.

It's one of those pieces that makes people lean in and say, “Wait... is that a trivet?” And I just smile and say, “It sure is, and isn’t it darling?”

Why I Love It

It’s brass. Its butterfly shaped. It was cheap ($3). That’s the trifecta right there.

But more than anything, it reminds me that the best finds aren’t always the biggest or fanciest. Sometimes it’s the little pieces, forgotten, mismatched, or tucked away in a bin, that bring the most charm into your home.

So, here’s to the thrift store treasures that flutter into your life when you least expect it, and to making them part of the story your home tells.

Let me know if you'd like a post on how I add art to my TV that lives on my gallery wall, I'd be happy to share.

Patriotic Vignettes: Because Freedom’s in the Details

You know what they say, it's the little things that count. And when it comes to patriotic decorating, I take that very seriously. Around here, you can’t walk ten steps without running into a mini flag, a sparkly star, or something that looks like it could’ve belonged to Betsy Ross’s cousin.

Today I’m sharing some of the red, white, and blue moments I’ve styled around my home, small vignettes that pack a whole lot of freedom into every shelf, side table, and forgotten corner. Because why limit the stars and stripes to just one room when you can scatter liberty like confetti?

The Glow-Up:

I tucked a flag or 10 into a vintage silver teapot, added a giant red book, and called it a patriotic masterpiece. It’s giving “1776 meets Southern charm,” and I’m not mad about it.

The Basket by the Fireplace:

You know the one, that basket that usually holds spare florals or cat toys? Well, now it’s holding a vintage pail, a few RWB flowers, and a mini flag. Functional? Not anymore. Fabulous? Absolutely.

The Sew-Cute Display:

I rearranged my spools of thread so all the red, white and blues would shine through. Then I added a few buttons, some old pinking shears, and a few handmade flowers that look like they might break into song at any moment.

A Little Corner of Freedom:

On top of an old side table, I placed my new/old looking record player, an old DrPepper crate, a few blue jars with a scale and of course my thrifted Uncle Sam dude! Is it over the top? Yes. Do I regret it? Not even a little.

Dolly's Spot:

Even the cat got a little patriotic flair. I tied a tiny star-print bandana around her neck (for five whole seconds before she flung it off in protest), but the thought was there. She’s more of a quiet patriot, anyway.

Honeycomb Chic:

Let’s just say if you need to smile really big, you group together a honeycomb Uncle Sam hat, three wooden stars and a very patriotic DrPepper can.  No detail is too small when you love America this much.

So, there you have it, tiny tableaus of freedom, scattered across every flat surface I could find. They may be small, but they sure are mighty.

Two weeks in a row posting, who am I?

Happy decorating, happy celebrating, and remember: liberty lives in the layers.