For as long as I can remember, the good china stayed in the good china cabinet. Growing up, my mom called it the china closet, and in it all her worldly, beautiful plates were stacked. The china closet was made of gleaming dark mahogany and had its own woodsy scent. Inside the glass doors, the china, that would never see the inside of a dishwasher, was carefully stacked.
In my own home, I too have a china cabinet - an heirloom from my former grandparents-in-law. It too has its own scent and it too is filled with my beautiful Lenox wedding china - brilliant white with a simple gold and black band around the perimeter. The coffee cups are dainty and each one has a saucer. Inside that cabinet, I have a Limoges sugar (sans lid) and creamer set and silver candle stick holders. They are brought out for holidays and company and then banished…um, I mean safeguarded…inside the vault.
Really? What is up with that? I happen to love that china - why in the world do I keep it locked up like it was some sort of, oh, I don’t know, something other than a dish? Why don’t I set it out for myself and my children to eat off of - even when we are in front of the TV? Why do I save it for special occasions? Isn’t every day supposed to be a special occasion?
I’ve decided I must suffer from Fancy China Syndrome. Fancy China Syndrome is a term that I made up this morning as I was driving to work. It’s that mentality I have wherein my home becomes special only when others are in it to appreciate it. But how about me? Isn’t it time that I realized when I walk in my front door, my home should beckon to me first and foremost? Why don’t I serve myself on that beautiful china? Why don’t I pull the fancy tablecloths out more often and light candles every single day? I pay the mortgage for heaven sake - who’s more worthy of a nice-looking house than me?
Forget about keeping the beautiful things locked up for company! Company is nice and all but honestly, let’s keeps the china out where your immediate family can appreciate it. Eat off the plates when nobody is home but you and a good book! Drink tea from those china cups and what the heck - break out the saucers too! But don’t keep the good stuff hidden. Celebrate yourself! Do so in style - fancy china and all!