I’ve always loved Persian people, so it’s no wonder that I love their rugs too.
You throw in a Persian (rug, that is) and instantly your room is rich, textured, special. It’s like inviting the “world’s most interesting man” to your dinner party – it just livens it up. And you? Well, you have just upped your decor status to world traveler with fabulous taste.
Needless to say, I’ve had Persian rug on my “Finds” bucket list for a very long time. You know how some people have a travel bucket list? I have a list of stuff I want to own and horde and stare at and not ever share with anyone else. Don’t you?
The best news in this whole post? Here’s the beauty that just got a cleaning in my garage
I found her last (last) Sunday at the Pierce College Flea Market for $350 big ones. You guys, this rug is massive. And so beautiful. It’s in perfect condition. Like a totally and utterly squeal worthy find, which caused me so much anxiety….I only had $300 in my hot little fanny pack but I wanted the rug badly. (I’m bringing Fanny Pack – Ya!) Would she take $300? Nope. I left. I WENT HOME. I twisted my hands into knots for the next two hours, at which point I finally could NOT take it anymore and hurried my dumb ass back. Clouds parted, yaddiyaddiyaddi, and the rug. was. still. there. Like, that never happens! She’s mine, all mine!!
I’m planning to keep it safe from young boys and their non-stop spillage. Don’t you think a Persian rug in a bedroom is just the best?! I do too.
So that’s what’s going on here. I’m sure that once my new rug is in place, I’ll totally want a new bed.
I’m so predictable.