Strolling up to one of my favorite places this weekend hoping to find just a little more snow than what we have in Boston (none/brown slush). I brought my @weareknitters kit for the car rides. How do you stay entertained on car trips ?
I will forever be in love with this bed. I remember it sitting in the depot de vente covered in some awful, awful thin floral fabric and I could almost hear it calling to me, asking me to rescue it, to give it a new life, make it over and show off its utterly fabulous bones. It sat for months in my jumbled room of “furniture-I-love-but-don’t-have-a-home-for”, patiently waiting until I had time to give it the attention it deserved. It went through some brutal renovations, varnish was stripped, fabric was ripped, pins and staples removed. Then that heavy, blue velvet was draped over her and I heard her say - “this is me” - and I knew I’d made the right choice. We’ll be connected forever she and I, in a way that we never would be if I’d have bought her new for thousands of euro. Old things are so well made so strong, so dignified - and with them comes history and you can’t put a price on that.