Wednesday, 21 January 2015

CANE CHAIR CRUSH

I love cane chairs. Or rattan. Not always the most bum friendly, but I literally couldn't care less.

I'm looking for some inexpensive bad boys for the flat, but I just can't seem to come up with anything that i can afford that doesn't look like something out of my grand parents garage.

What I want;





What my grandparents are likely to offer me;


Very lol as this is the exact kind of sorry-for-itself, horded good they would insist I take from their garage, on the train home, for my flat. Along with the remainder of the trifle and some glass paints to protect the birds from flying into my windows (they do not understand that birds do not exist in London) 

So I've be a-searching. And this, friends is what my extensive internet search retuned with;    
Fek. 

One must never be defeated by google. 

A few moments later this is what i'm in the process of ordering.... 


And this



I'm gonna get me some cane chairs, and i'm going to relive the whole process on here.... Watch this space.....

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