Boyfriend and Mouse liked the glasses in Nogales. They're hand-blown and imperfect and brightly colored. They're thick, but slightly uneven, and they sit at different heights. We like the irregularity. We chose a set with cerulean rims, and a matching pitcher. Now when you come over for margaritas, I can serve them out of something better than plastic cups.
Also, despite the apparent promise of yesterday's post, I didn't so much buy boots as take photos of them. But look, you can see a whole alligator skin up there on the wall. Mouse finds this simultaneously icky and intriguing. Also, if you need some neon green cowboy boots, I can tell you the spot.

Back in Tucson now. More soon. xo