While walking from my student in Santanta, to the metro, I passed this colorful wall of roses. I wish I could have taken them all with me. A smörgåsbord of colors combined with soft and romantic scents. Amazing how a sight, unexpectedly, can make one so happy and excited.
On my way home from Cidade Jardim to Itaim, this little stool finally became mine. A piece of fazenda touch to it. A piece of Brazil in our home. In Itaim we have a few nice antique furniture shops but unfortunately I'm not skillful enough about furniture and design and especially not Brazilian design. However, my starting point is always that I will be ripped off hence I offer to pay half the price the owner is requesting. My Arabic negotiation skills never let me down. This stool I have been admiring for weeks and it will be so lovely in our princess room.
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