In an attempt to broadcast to the universe that I am desperate to get what some may call a ‘real, actual, career’ job and finally move out of home I have invested in my first piece of furniture.

A dining table? No.
A lounge suite? No.
Anything of real use, at all? Absolutely not.

Now that is one hell of an arm chair!

Now that is one hell of an arm chair!

It serves no real purpose but looking rather fabulous and inspiring my goal of having a house or apartment full of really beautiful things. This is where I’m at my most hypocritical. But, like my love of shoes, I just can’t seem to help it.

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