It's kind of looking AH-MAZING, if I may toot my own horn, though these most recent changes are more thanks to The Mother Figure and serendipity than any skill of my own. I keep having this moment when I walk in and just have to pause to absorb the room. Really- I actually stop in my tracks. I just can't believe that this living room is my living room, in my funny, junk-ity tenement building in Brooklyn. I feel dunked in luck.
The tale of the rug: Oh-- the rug! Talk about a love affair.... If you remember rightly, when John and I first began renovating our apartment, I had pipe-dream plans to somehow purchase (steal?) an Oushak rug for the living room. At about $8,000.00 a rug, that was totally not happening, so I ended up springing for a (used $40.00 ikea) jute area rug instead. Which was just fine. Stunning? No. Arresting? I'd say not. But just fine. And the $7,960.00 difference made up for any of the jute rug's inadequacies.
I'm telling you: Dunked In Luck!