Tuesday, January 12, 2016
There is a shop on Wolfe Street in Cape Town that I love: L'Orangerie. The last time I was there I spied a vintage rhino watercolour print, applied to a placemat. There was an elephant, a hippopotamus. I wanted them. But I needed six. A sales assistant found three more animals for me at another branch, nearby. But by the time we had had all our other gifts wrapped a phone call came in saying that a woman in the other shop had snapped up all MY animals. Gr!
But 18 hours later, Jess, the sales assistant, called to say that she secured more animals from the person who makes the beautiful mats, and the Frenchman went to pick them up for me on the day we left town. Now I have the springbokkies above, a sable antelope and a kudu, too. I love them.
The proudly displayed shampoo is the haul I just brought back from Whole Foods. I can't find it anywhere else in the hood, so I stocked up. Giovanni. It's nice.
Glass, one of six given to me many years ago by my friend Bevan. In it? Cider.
Coaster, silver and glass - from a local junk shop.
There endeth the post about Objects as Pleasure.