Mug Shots: My Obsession With Commemorative Royal Mugs
Posted at 12:38 pm , on April 1, 2014
So, I love royal swag. I LOVE it. When I was a little girl, I had the Chuck and Diana paper dolls and it’s only gotten worse from there. When Heather and I were in England in January researching The Royal We, we both bought so much stuff that we literally had to pack additional bags home. You are welcome, British tourist industry! We have NO SELF CONTROL. I bought a Buckingham Palace soap dish, people. (In fairness, who could resist having a soap dish from Buckingham Palace? Not me.) Anyway, this has all culminated over the past few years into my collecting Royal Mugs. The rules for my collection are very specific. Although I appreciate both extremely beautiful and super cheesy mugs, they have to commemorate something or, as far as I am concerned, they do not count.So far, I have one mug for every day of the week. I have been putting them on my Instagram, but then I decided that I need these things chronicled for posterity.
(Click on each picture if you want more steaming-hot mug info SEE WHAT I DID THERE.)
This mug commemorates William and Kate’s engagement and I LOVE IT. Heather bought it for me for Christmas and it is probably my favorite of my mugs, although really that’s like asking me which of my children is my favorite. Perhaps salient note: I have no actual children.
This is not vintage, but it is the official tankard commemorating the Queen’s coronation. I got it at Buckingham Palace.
This mug commemorates the birth of Prince George: aren’t the cupids subtle? Heather brought this back for me from a trip she took to England with her family because she’s the best and also because I think I commanded that she bring me back some mugs or else.
She ALSO brought me back this mug commemorating Prince George’s birth.
This one I bought for myself on Etsy, where people who collect royal commemorative mugs spend all their money. It celebrates Charles’s investiture in 1969 as Prince of Wales at Caernarfon Castle and I’m pretty sure the beautiful gold trim will one day give me blood poisoning.
This was the official Diamond Jubilee china. I bought one of these for myself and for myself in a frenzied Christmas late-night online shopping spree.
And this one is also a delight. My friend Eliza brought it back to me from a trip to England purposely because it is such a hilariously poor rendering of the Queen.