I can't claim to be an
Isabella Stewart Gardner, but I have wound up with a few nice things in my place of various provenance. Yesterday a handmade Mexican vase called out to me from the Forest Floor, our local antique and curio shop. Its shape, patterns and even color go deliciously well not just with the shape and structure of a print from Oxford but also with the weave of the rattan chairs I found on a stoop in Park Slope and the pattern on the cushion I inherited with the apartment, no? Come by and see 'em!
