I purchased this antique child-sized linen shirt and wooden hanger at an estate sale last summer when we were living in Pennsylvania. I had it for sale in my etsy shop for months and months, and nobody bought it. It's been hanging in a lonely corner or my office, forgotten and unloved.
Until now...
I was tweeking furniture placement in our bedroom this week, and I moved this dark wood side table that was tucked beside the bed to an open wall - where it would be more of a focal point - and I needed something to hang above it. I'm not a fan of framed artwork, and I tried an antique mirror, but nothing was working. And then I remembered this lonely little unwanted linen jacket. It was just right! I dug out this little black peg shelf from a closet, and the whole display was perfect.
Yesterday was my birthday (28!) and my sweet husband stopped and bought me a bouquet of flowers on his way home from work, and they were the perfect finishing touch to my bedroom vignette. The pinks look so pretty against the black wood and natural linen.
I must confess, though, that I am notorious for dismembering perfectly fine flower bouquets as soon as they enter my house...
These two yellow blooms didn't make the cut and were segregated to their own small ironstone pitcher in the kitchen. (Seriously, grocery-store flower-arranger lady - yellow flowers in a pink and white bouquet?!)
Luckily, my husband doesn't take it personally.
