An early 18th century walnut dressing table mirror with shaped cross grain moulded border and gilded leaf work edging above a stepped shaped base of three short and one long drawer; on ball feet
Should not have let you go. If only you had come up after the inlaid table you were meant to sit upon. Then it would have been a fait accompli instead of this nagging regret.
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Now playing: John Waite - Missing You
Tuesday, 20 April 2010
Je regrette
Posted by HOBAC at 08:37
Labels: antiques, decorating
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6 comments:
The story of our lives!
It is lovely. And how often I've done the same thing at auction.
As I always tell my customers, I never regret what I buy as much as I do what I don't buy....sigh...
My grandmother had one very close to that one. Love it.. Yvonne
Be strong, no regrets, although, the piece is really beautiful, I mean cheap and shoddy, oh well, it's hopeless I would feel the same way.
I see what you mean....sigh.
You have to be fatalistic about these things, although I still remember in great detail the things that I missed at auction, and still express my regret that I did. So I'm not being any help here at all, am I?
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