Here Pretty, Pretty…

Well now, it is a rare occasion that I happen across something that has me wanting to schedule over-seas shipment, but when I saw this hand-painted, re-conditioned chest from the wonderful people at RedBarnEstates, for a moment or two I  seriously entertained the idea of having this lovely piece shipped over all the way from America, although I have absolutely nowhere it could live and not a single jot of blue, French or otherwise in the whole house…
I can’t be the only Housekeeper constantly in the process of decorating an imaginary chateau, now can I?

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