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Calla . 22 oz
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Calm .
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Cameo . A god sneezed a collar on the shoulders of my Cameo. He wasn't white and fluffy, he just had sideburns.
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Cameron . Cameron is the cool kid. A wide cylinder with casual crossed handles, glaze that divots and bumps to the bottom, little moutainscape inside. Don't let the handle(s) fool you, and easy-drinking favorite.
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Candace .
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Canelia . I stopped this one before she spun out, but Canelia is a wild one, matte with uneven textured spots, a twist, handle tucked in to her bowl.
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Cantine .
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Calvert .
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Caramel . Caramel goes all out! Jewel tones and neutrals, the roundest shape for max capac, so extra it’s dripping down the side.
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Carbon .
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Cat . This little mug won't give up the ghost. Buy this mug to scare your friends - she clearly has lots to say.
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Cellophane . Smooth as she is, Cellophane hits those facets of iridescence from the unicorn birthday party in your dreams.
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Chap . Chap is a petite and delicate little man, but he can do that trick where he rolls his tongue into a "w" shape - can you?
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Charlyn .
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Charlotte . Get it? Charlotte's Web? Looks like Charlotte has decided to build her a set of new webs amongst the abandoned cobwebs of her ancestors. This mug features a handle that is tight to the body and a prominent foot. It may give you a fright to drink out of, but you'll be rewarded with a jolly little spiral at the bottom when you're finished.
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Charm . The shininess on Charm's insides is out of control. Admire his full, baskety hips. That thick handle. That look in his eyes that speaks of possibility. Run away together - or hang around together. Charm is up for it.
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Chelly . Chilly chelly is a swirl-bottomed, side-grooved, dark-oozed little friend for dark and complex nights, for dark and complex knights.
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Chelsea . Here is one who would have liked to have a handle, but we don't all get what we wish for do we? She's celebratory and generous. Chelsea is a goblet. Please gobble.
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Chesh . You know the legend. The coffee disappears but the grin remains.
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Chevron . A crisp linen napkin folded taught enough to hold liquid. Fit for queens.
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Chime . Chime is a love story and a triumph against odds story.
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Chloe . Little buddy had to have some uneven bits ground off her bottom (don't we all sometimes?" but in the end she's a beaut. Dig her velvet rivulets and landscapes, the glassy glossy bright blues and yellows inside.
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Chloris . Chloris is a fancy, round lady with a mountainous bib and sweet lil pig’s tail handle. She oozes elegance without being pretentious.
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Chordatta . Do you see the little faces peeking out of the night blue glass, which my fingertips made where I held the rim? I don't either.
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Christine . Christine has lots of textures and nuances of color to speak of, and also every handle. Can't decide where you like to hold? No problem, this is every handle. Too many you say? No such thing! I dipped her in the glaze past my fingers and it left a fun design, I think.
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Cilantro . Her contents are either zingy and delicious, or taste like soap (I've heard it's genetic). Luckily she's large enough to do the laundry in if that's how it's gotta be.
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Cindamom . This lil friend brings to mind AT LEAST two spices, maybe a whole spice rack, and portmanteaus. Any beverage served in this sexy sphere will be complex, even water.
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Clarissa . Feminine and dappled, Clarissa crosses her handles like you cross your fingers, like you cross your arms, like you cross your legs, like you cross the street.
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Clark .
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Claude . Monet Money Monaaaaay
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Claudia . Claudia's stout roundness holds a lot, and her glaze speaks the rich green and purple languages of the forest floor, while being chocolate-dipped.
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Cleet . This mug is how your skin feels when you mix bumbleberry jam into your bubble bath.
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Clime . With two handles and a set of wings, you can clime anything.
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Clutch . On this wee teacup, you can see the ghost of my fingers where I clutched the bottom of the cup to dip into the second color of glaze. Hold it in the same place as me and see if our fingers match.
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Cohlie .
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Constance . If you've always been uneasy about the idea of someone watching over you, this mug certainly won't help.
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Convention .
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Corn . Freshly husked, a sister to squash and climbing beans, and a snuggly companion to mouths and saucers.
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Courtney . Courtney is blonde-to-gold, with water-blue glaze that fills in what used to be gentle curves along her mid-section. She loves especially that time of year when almost all the leaves are gone, but the larch, poplar, and ginkgo hold onto their yellows
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Coy . Coy boi is glad you all like him so much, but he'd still rather eat his scraps on the porch and then leave, thanks.
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Crai Bebe . Tug on her ears and drink out of the top of her head. She cries whether you do it or not.
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Crematu . This is like a little burlap sack to plop your latte into.
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Crescent . Crescent fresh, crescent moon, crescent beach, crescent roll. A peaceful coffee-shaped cup, wide enough to dunk some of the above.
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Crush . Give this to your crush. Tell them it is a mug named "Crush" and has an impressive capacity. Maybe point out the flirtatious handle. Who knows?
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Cumulo . Pensive little cup has a lot to think about - textural spots where the glazes merge, small patches where the bare clay displays at the surface, drips and smudges; she was made for sipping milky tea by the sea on a cloudy day.
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Curt . Curt supports you all they way but secretly can't believe what you are about to do.
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Cuttle .
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