|For the dining room. This is before the crystals have been cleaned and all the bits carefully re-attached.|
To say the past weekend was delightful would be a major understatement. We had a glorious time thanks to our hosts and their charming children (and six-month-old puppy, Gibson).
For some time I have been asking -- begging (?) -- my great blog pal, Sharon Santoni, to take me to a brocante with her. I was hoping to find a chandelier to give to Drea and Will (daughter and son-in-law) for their new house as their big Christmas present.
Run, do not walk -- it's a metaphor -- to see what Sharon has in her brocante stop, click here .
Sharon, expert in these matters, cautioned me not to be disappointed if on my first time out I couldn't find my heart's desire.
|My sweet cake dish.|
|You cannot see the tiny chip on the top side of the plate. Note the small "pedestal."|
The weekend was fun from the minute we arrived until we packed our car and headed home. The Santonis had a little dinner party with divine food and it seems to me I had a magic wine glass. It was never empty and I never saw it being filled. I mention this only because normally I drink in moderation and sometimes not at all and that had been my intention, mainly because the plan was to set out at 5-ish Sunday morning. We finally tucked into bed at 2:30/3-ish, but, wine or no wine, I was at my post, flashlight in hand at the appointed hour for departure.
When we arrived, the venders were unpacking their wares as we and the professionals -- antique dealers -- started "helping" them unwrap what everyone always hopes will be a once-in-a-lifetime find.
|Much smaller and to be hung flush against the ceiling. Again, in perfect condition and yet to be polished.|
As we headed back to the car with my small purchase and a lovely cake dish Sharon said I should buy, I was consoling myself about not finding the object of my mission. But there it was! Perfect in every detail, not one piece missing, not a chip on a single crystal and, it was agreed all around, an exquisite 19th chandelier.
The man had two. I bought one. I should have bought two, but I'm still a novice at this game. I could do this again and again.
I have an addictive personality, it has been demonstrated time and time again when I'm faced with chocolate, champagne, fresh raspberries, cherries, and more. Now I'm thinking despite the fact I detest slipping out of bed at 5-ish, I could definitely get addicted to this new treasure hunt.