What's going on here? Decluttering. The local thrift shop is coming to pick up my items in the AM. The pink chair I could care less about, there are 2 side chairs in there that carry more importance, however- I think the barstools are the thing that's been weighing on me.
The rattan?? Furniture was in our last apartment in Long Island City and really looked great there. We had many dinners and glasses of wine in those barstools. I stood in them to paint many times. Hung my coat on them all the time, watched my kitty balance on them and peek at me over the tops.
They've been in the storage shed on my patio taking up precious space. And I know style wise I am totally over them. Time to make way for new things- practice what I preach and let go.
The chairs are not my life in NY. The chairs aren't the memories. The memories are in my heart. I hope my chairs find love in their new life!
I love you and let you go NY furniture.