I mean seriously. It's almost ridiculous how cute this is. It is biggish too-- about 21" wide, so it's no piddly piece of art we're looking at here. It's a lucky thing that I don't have any kids yet, or I would have been completely defenseless against this "gravure" (aka. etching.) Priced at 120 euros, I had to hold my ground against temptation, however I definitely liked it enough to attempt a good haggle... "Vous-pouvez accepter moins?" (Can you accept less?) I asked in my sweetest, mangling-french accent... One glance at the piece and the kooky french lady with the 1950's glasses and a huge bright-red plume of hair replied, "Le prix est ferme." (That's french for "No dice.")
Quel dommage!
Maybe it's for the best really, since I was on my bicycle. Almost 2 feet of art strapped onto the back of my bike as I went bobbing-and-weaving through Paris rush hour did sound a little precarious anyway... (Who are we kidding here? I totally would have made it work...)
Check out the other hits I saw in the same shop...
I liked this little table too. Personally, I need another shabby-chic end table like a hole in the head, but I thought the pale blue trim paint job and matching blue glass handles were pretty charming. Clearly that was not going on the back of my bike, but I thought it was good for future inspiration, and might inspire one of my readers too. I'd say that's a project in the making!
If any of you are struck by the glory of the lovely things I left behind, you can reach that kooky woman yourself, here.
Check back in soon to see what other wonders I unearth in
La Ville de Lumière!
À bientôt!
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