This little lady is the latest addition to a collection of “broken angels” that I inadvertently began recently. She is part of the Geo. Z Lefton collection and although I haven’t had much time to research her age, based on similar statues I’ve seen, she is vintage. (And not vintage as in –Oh look at this vintage Barbie from 1989…. actual 1950’s or 60’s vintage.)
The first angel in my collection, which I guess wasn’t a collection if it’s just one, right? Or maybe it can be a collection of one. Anyway, the first one was a cute little angel wearing a pink dress, holding a basket of flowers and with a broken wing. She looked so sweet and flawless from the front but then when you turned her and saw her broken wing, you just knew that this would be reason enough for someone to discard her. It was a no-brainer that I had to have her. Also, she was marked with my birthday month and that detail sealed the deal.
A week later I came across another angel, this one similar to the one pictured above but what caught my eye was her chipped halo. Another member of my birthday month club and missing a wing to boot. I didn’t hesitate to snatch up this one.
At this point I decided that my little band of two broken angels was complete. These two little sweeties peer at me over the clock at my bedside. I moved on. Or so I thought…
And then Miss July came into my life and I knew I was a goner as I purchased her.
What draws me to these little broken angels? I think we are all flawed in some way. Sometimes those imperfections are not visible. Sometimes they are hidden until we reveal them. And sometimes they aren’t flaws at all, just parts of us that we don’t like or wish to change. Regardless of the reasons- they are part of who we are. At least mine are- and like them or not, they are what they are- good or bad, by my standards or others. We can accept them or reject them. My broken angels represent those things in myself and the ones that I love.
“I think we are all insecure, and there is nothing wrong in accepting that. But the problem arises when we try to counter this insecurity by cultivating this illusion of control, and we start taking ourselves and everything we know too seriously.” -Sushant Singh Rajput