Beauty & the Beast
Posted on August 16, 2007 by Muriel | Comments
When shabby chic was at its heyday I was not smitten. Sure I like rustic. Earned rustic not manufactured rustic. I lose myself in the abstraction that is the result of aging, decaying. The more imperfect more intriguing. Who knows what will catch my eye. This week it was a rusted out old truck. The color was fabulous – shades of orange with blue thrown in.
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