“The Space Saver is slim, and fits comfortably and ergonomically in the hand. At a party, I sometimes make a saucy remark about that, depending on the mood of the crowd.” (from this post)
This quote is taken from my new favourite blog, which contains the finest writing about Tupperware anywhere on the internet, or possibly in the world. We had some of the Space Savers growing up. I specifically remember a tall round one with frosted sides and a burgundy lid, ancient broken spaghetti rattling around inside.
The Tupperware Man has given Tupperware parties with performance artists and drag queens, and will be at Vintage at Southbank this weekend with a lovely 60s kitchen set-up. Surely Tupperware parties will be the next big craze amongst the vintage-wearing, retro-haired, swing-dancing set?
(image from the Tupper Diva site, which you must visit immediately)
Tupperware is a beautiful thing. Do you ever get that urge to categorise everything in your house and put it into a specially labelled container? It tends to pass quickly, but I confess that I do enjoy doing a bit of window shopping on the Lakeland website, or decanting everything from the kitchen cupboards into individual IKEA storage jars. That must be a sign of aging, when you can’t bear to look at stuff in the factory packaging. Put it in this tasteful plastic container, immediately!
(Also, it’s very satisfying to keep saying ‘Tupperware’ over and over again until it sounds like a train going over tracks. Check if anyone is in earshot first though.)