bohemian victorian

Sometimes things find you and sometimes they find others. As mentioned earlier, we decided to spend some of the Easter weekend antiquing. It is one of my favorite activities as you never know what you are going to find. The hunt is almost as much fun as the kill.

We found a beautiful custom made mirror that was about 6 feet long and 9 inches high. It would have looked amazing in our long hallway. However, our indecision cost us the prize. During our walk around the block discussing the merits of buying or not buying the mirror it was snatched up. Lesson learned.

The next day, I suggested we try the St. Lawrence Antique Market. Harry was more interested in the pigeons outside than the antiques inside so Myles and I took turns. As I was finishing up my search, (having successfully picked up a few small items) I spotted some Moroccan kilims rolled up on a table.

I admit that I have always been fascinated by Morocco. Iconic images like this one of Paul and Talitha Getty in Marrakech in 1969 made me want to visit.

Patrick Lichfield

Reading Paul Bowles' The Sheltering Sky furthered my curiosity.

Luckily, I was able to visit there back in the nineties and experience first hand the souks, casbahs, and Moroccan culture. I bought my first kilim on this trip and my fascination with Moroccan textiles and rugs has continued ever since.

I honestly did not think I was going to purchase a rug. I assumed they would be out of my reach.

I have been searching for a new rug for our hallway and the majority are in the $300-900 range. So, I was surprised when she told me the initial price. It wasn't that bad, $200 per rug. The more I talked to her the more she started to move on the price. I could sense a good deal coming my way. Without my husband around to confer with, I had to make a decision fast. With the images of the mirror that slipped away in my head I pounced. I couldn't let this deal slip away.

And wouldn't you know, it's a perfect fit.

In case you don't remember, this is what it looked like before...

A bit boring and bland.

Much more interesting. A little bohemian in my Victorian. As you can see, I have also painted the front door blue-black since the last post. I like the way all the colours are working together.