The photo I posted last week is a Catrina purchased from Diane Pearl's shop in Ajijic. The stop in this shop was unplanned, on the way back from somewhere else, because one of our 'party' was looking for a particular item. Diane Pearl's carries VERY nice things, things you would buy for yourself or a special present, rather than throwaways for the folks back home. Catrina's are a particular specialty.
I browsed a bit and was drawn to some gorgeous painted boxes (I have a thing for boxes), but hadn't decided which one to purchase when a Catrina from an upper shelf began vying for my attention. Against my better judgment and posted signs which read 'Catrina's are fragile', I allowed her to leap into my arms and began thinking that she might make a nice present for my daughter, Amanda. I hesitated and unable to find the price tag, started to put her back on the shelf. My friend Tyler came up beside me, commented on how lovely Catrina was and asked me about the price. I replied that I didn't know and was going to put her back when Catrina promptly threw her head on the floor and broke it.
You could have heard a pin drop in the shop. I immediately said 'well, I guess I just bought this Catrina'. The sigh of relief from the two women behind the counter was audible and they began helping me locate the broken pieces so she could be glued back together (kind of like Humpty Dumpty). After about an hour of repairs and careful packing (Diane Pearl herself made sure The Catrina Grizelda was packed securely to prevent further escape), we made our way back 'home' to Tyler's.
The Catrina Grizelda (named after our new friend in Ajijic, Grizelda Prunepickle, who insisted we stop at Diane Pearl's that day and then felt so badly she bought me the most spectacular pair of earrings I've ever owned), is now happily holding court on the mantle in our living room. The remaining chip in her hat serves as a reminder of what can happen when one loses one's head.
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