The perfect shade of grey? Is it a mixture of sand and twilight? Does it have a snippet of lamb's wool, and a dash of pepper? Grey, or the French grey that is tres vogue with many at the moment, or at least associated with French design, can have a touch of taupe, blue, or is it a hint of lavender. Grey is not grey without a storm... you know the color of the sky right before it opens up showing the array that Grey can be. And that is what makes Grey hard to define... the play of color just before it rains.
My friend Mimi has a love affair with the color grey. Her home in France is covered head to toe, ceiling to floor with hints of grey, mingling with grey, splashed with grey and then sits around in the shade of grey.
Even her clothes and dishes are greyish tones.
The Roman numerals on a grey painted clock.
Mimi dyes old linens and lace grey, and I am envious of the effect it adds. Soft and subtle, grey is in the middle of black and white. And as the clock above shows, a touch of grey makes black and white pop!
Wood, fabric and ironstone.
Sounds like a treasure chest of goodness, real things, old things, touchable wonder.
One part of the beauty of old things were the details, details that were created to last and be passed down.
I wonder if way back then any person ever thought, "This soup tureen will be at a brocante in a hundred years from now and an American will buy it...."
"...and her friend will take photos of it and put it on her blog, making many others lick their lips!"
Silver domes. That counts for grey too.
Though I have told Mimi they don't go with anything in her house. That they are out of place. That shining stuff doesn't look right on her country French table with that grey crochet runner.
Don't you agree? Mimi thinks not. She thinks I am saying that the domes are ugly because I want her to give them to me.
Why would she ever think that???
Oh a girl can dream, and ponder kidnapping.
..or take photos and find happiness in that.
Chez Mimi a perfect storm of brocante finds that I lick my lips over.