Hahaha! My Mum was an Avon Lady. Every Christmas people DREADED their presents from her. I remember a fragrance called "Moonwind", I must have heard it mentioned every day for about three years. Thank GOD I have no sense of smell.
Hee!!! I don't think there was ever an Avon Lady in the family, but we certainly owned a ton of the products - they made such great gifts!!!
2004-01-14 04:00 pm (UTC)
Re: Is that Skin So Soft I smell?
There were wonderful little bits of junk jewelry. I had a pin shaped like a Scotch Terrier and a pewter teddybear pendant.
I miss the Avon Lady, even though I would never be home to answer the door.
Wow. I SOOOOOOOOOOOO remember the Avon Lady of old...*sigh*
I think I made a lot of people a little sad....
I remember when the Avon Lady came to our house. Those tiny tubes of lipstick would last me a lifetime, I even have some in a memory chest in the attic at my mom's house. My favorite Avon gift was a replica of the locket that Annie wore in the movie. I still have it. A cheap gold pendant, but I still keep it in my jewelry box.
Ah, if only the Avon ladies of old would make a return.
I suppose they could go from cubicle to cubicle in offices....
Man, I wish I still had those lipsticks. I'm jealous!
They are so old, if I used them now, my lips would rot off.
Oh, I'd never use them. Just that little nostalgic memory.
I thought you were the one who was always trying to get me to dump my old nostalgic junk. *g*
I can be jealous of her possession of them in that abstract, will-never-have-to-actually-deal-with-them way....
When I was six or seven, I received a necklace for Christmas from my Mother. It was an Avon necklace and was called the "Kick-A-Star Angel." Every time I thumb through an Avon book, I can't help but remember how wonderful that gift was when I opened it.
The concept of gold-plated doesn't occur to children, at least it never did for me back then. All I saw was a gold necklace. -- One that I'd coveted from the glossy pages of an Avon catalog. The charm portion of the necklace was shaped like an angel and on the tip of the toe there was a star with a tiny, nearly invisible "diamond" that sparkled whenever you turned the charm this way and that. You could fiddle with the angel wings and make the angel "kick" the star.
In my mind, then, it was the most gorgeous thing I'd ever seen and it was from just my Mother. Not collectively from "mom and dad." But just from her.
Those times were hard, she was just beginning her road to alcoholism and wasn't yet a rancid, hateful woman. No, she was just her ex's punching bag then and I was her only solace from the outside world. I was her special accomplishment. I wasn't yet the burden she swore later that I became. I wasn't the mistake she wished vehemently she'd never made.
I was worth the purchase of a necklace I'd said I wanted badly even though we had no money.
Although it's broken, I still have the necklace. It's in my jewelry box under this or that. I never take it out of the cloth it's wrapped in. I see the cloth and know it's there, however, for some reason I can't bring myself to open it. It feels like I'm disturbing a tomb.
And now that I've rambled on about nothing for too long, I'll close. Thanks, though, for the trip down memory lane. I can remember my Avon gift with no pain now, just a little sadness and a lingering imprint of love.
That was beautiful. Thank you for sharing it.
My senior year in highschool - Phyllis who lived next door was our Avon Lady. My step-mom and I bonded over Avon catalogs and little sample lipsticks. One of the girls in my old office sold Avon as well. The jewelry I wore in Fuschia & J's wedding was from her Avon catalog. A gorgeous burgundy beaded thing that draped and dangled. :o)
You know what I'm nostalgic for? Burma Shave signs.
And I've never seen one.
Never got a chance to comment yesterday...Do you know you made me go and look at avon.com?
Heh. Not the same, I know. Not as good as the catalogues--but I still love the cheap sparklies.
*sighs, remembering the lipsticks*
Lys...who loves old avon perfume bottles.
2004-01-20 03:56 am (UTC)
the Avon man
I have no memory, ever, of the Avon lady coming calling, but for the past month now I have been 'the Avon man', with a territory of 130 houses in a condominium complex about 15-20 minutes walk from where we live.
I've walked around twice now going door to door ringing doorbells and dropping off catalogues, and I've even bought quite a few items from myself to use as gifts.
I'm particularly fond of the 'cat compact', and the Raphael Angel locket and keepsake box myself.
2004-01-20 04:24 am (UTC)
Re: the Avon man
That is just incredibly cool.
Now there's a guy who's secure in his masculinity.
2004-01-21 12:38 am (UTC)
Re: the Avon man
Or lack thereof.
I'd prefer to say, "Now there's a man who's secure in his sexuality."
But that's just moi.