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Pssst...Listen Up!
Pssst...Listen up     It's an Estate Sale! Once upon a time, there was an accomplished and distinguished gentleman who moved to Kentucky from Virginia. Along with him, he brought his collections and memories of a lifetime. Many an evening he would spend sitting at his Sheraton style, mahogany dining table, reflecting on his life. Pssst...$2,500 and the wisdom is free 

Intimités du Coeur
Cher Madame Antiquariess,Oh Madame, please forgive me as I have not put pen to paper for awhile, but know that you are always radiant in my thoughts.I have some exciting things to share with you.Do you know the place Verona, Italy? More specifically,the casa of Julliet Capulet at 23 Via Capello?Oh, the story so intriques me Madame, as I know it will you too.Romantics from all over the world go

Un Grand Buffet
Forest Gump said, “ Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re going to get,” but I think life is more like Un Grand Buffet. We get to see and smell before we choose. Yes, I would be one of those that poke my finger in the chocolates, and… Speaking of buffets, if the Southern Queen of cooking, Paula Deen (who I absolutely adore) can have her own furniture line, well then

Touché par un ange
She always thought, Angels were made in Heaven. Just more proof for a francophile,there is a little bit of Heaven in Provence.What are they made of, the angels?Were these Deva's lying dormant, waitingfor their creator to reach a spiritual consciousness?Are these the hands that sculpt the paper, void of words,into emotion? At the core is fragility, yet strength It is disturbing for her to think

Bonne Saint Valentin
Some Hearts for you from my shop 19th century zinc molding Architectural Fragment 19th Century French Andirons Vintage French Garden Lantern French Antique Iron Molding Iron from railing on Rhone River Boiserie Panel French antique decorative iron French antique keepsake box 19th Century French Decorative Roof Trim May your day be filled withLOVEBises

Esprit collectif
It was time.Time to visit the French Antiquariess again. As I navigated my way through the chaos of the city streets,my thoughts were constantly interrupted by the empty sounds of daily life.Flashing lights, blaring horns, revving engines and bypassers conversationsof last nights, prime time shows. All like notes ona sheet of music that had no melody, no meaning.My soul needed a sanctuary. I

Ro-kay, I know I'm not what you expected, but I guilted Mommy into letting me guest bow-wow blog today, since she has been really busy. Je m'appelle Zoe. Enchanté I am three now and have been working, napping at the shop since I was a pup. I also sit in Mommy's lap whenever she reads her favorite French magazines. Those rumors about all of us pups being color blind, not true. At least I'm

Champagne Coq-tail & French Toast
Time to raise your glass Bonne Annee May all your dreams come true Santé, Amitié, Amour

Futur et la fille française
So it's that time again, to mark the passing of another yearandanticipate what the new one will bring.Come with me for a rendezvous withthe Antiquariess and a peek into the future. Some prefer crystal balls to gaze into the future,but she, (the antiquariess), fanciesthe dangling sort. Her mise-en-scène,objets d'art surrounded by dancing flames giving tribute to history and mystery. It is written

Joyeux Noël
Joyeux Noël Posting some photos of my Winter Wonderland and wanted to wish everyone a Joyous Holiday filled with memories old and new! I hope St. Nick brings you lots of French Antiques and Happy New Year!! Bisou

Golf, comme le français
Tiger Woods should take lessons from Jack Arnold in how to do something productive between golf games. Mr. Arnold is a lover too, but of all things French. Lucky for us, he expresses that through his house designs, full of Old World Romance. For those lovers of Country French, just in case you missed it, his home was featured in 2007 in Veranda. Don't you love the extra thick interior

Temps français
Most mornings I wake up at 3 a.m. My internal clock is on French time. Really France is more than just six hours ahead of us. If France was founded in 843, (I did the math), She's 933 years (8,173,080 hours), plus six hours, ahead of us. Photo via DayLife Time has become her friend. France seems to patiently yield to time and grants its effects, a connotation of value. Stones, the heirs of

Une chaise française
"If you want a happy ending, of course, that depends on where you stop your story." Orson Welles The end of the day is a familair routine for her and a most welcomed one. Shuffling in slippered feet across the room, she pauses for a moment and stares at the French chair. Standing in silence, the conversation of thoughts play in her mind. As the warmth starts to flow through her body, she

Peitie Terrasse Moment
Strolling a twisted cobblestone alley, peering around corners in search of heartfelt scenery, in Provence, that is where this Francophile would rather be. A place where the faded elegance of angels adorn nature and call out to your soul. To spend a morning at the marché soaking up the bustle of vibrations. Perhaps a Promenade à la rue to study the decorative store facades. and of

Bonjour mes amis
My Summer Hiatus is over!I am now working on our Fall Show.If you happen to be in Louisville October 16th or 17th,(or any time for that matter), we would love for youto stop by the store.I've missed reading many of your blogs, seems I'm alwaysplaying catch up.Merci for all your emails and concern over my absence.Everything is fine and I hope to get back in the routine.There was some confusion

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