M and I stumbled into my favorite antique store Pewter Rabbit. I walked up to Shelley...
Me: Have any treasures?
Shelley: I have something that you will love.
Me: Really? Don't be a tease.
Shelley: You will like it. I know you by now...
We trudged to the back room...and there they were. Fresh baguettes, Edith Piaf and powdered wigs filled my senses. I was near collapse. One glorious pair of gilded and carved French stools sat before me. The stools of my dreams...
...and then they were mine.
Clarence House's leopard silk velvet on a pair of old French stools. I know. Design cliche. It's happening, though...and by the time my kids inherit these guys the velvet will just be getting good.
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