Maybe I am a showgirl at heart because I have always had a penchant for tassels and dangly, spangly fringing of any sort. I bought this lampshade from junk shop in West Hampstead for a humble tenner. It looks like it belongs in Sybil Fawlty's boudoir yet would not be out of place in a Parisien Salon du The. It is a veritable object of beauty, from its faded mustard hue to its decadent and ruffled edging. A perfect bedside companion sat upon a mirrored console or simply on its own lending any space an incandescent glow. Rescue them.
My grandma has many of these and i love them so much but they seem to be so hard to come by.
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