They might not fly, but they've been my favorite part of unpacking my apartment so far. Finally--finally!--after a long 3-month wait, I've been able to unwrap my Moroccan carpets. They'd been sitting patiently in my suitcase, wrapped up tightly in layers of protective plastic wrap and packing tape, just waiting for a permanent spot to call home. And if this gorgeous apartment isn't it, then I have no clue what could be.
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They are the best, aren't they?
I'm completely obsessed with my Moroccan rugs. My thinner rug, not quite in the style of yours but similar, I am too afraid to leave to the submission of people's shoes (particularly stiletto heels) and my cats' claws, so I have mounted it on the wall above my bed. But if I had my choice, I would have a room dedicated to rugs: a room for lounging, thinking & reading, for drinking wine or tea, a No-Shoes-Allowed room, Just-Slippers.
p.s. wonderful blog!
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