Every surface in my loft is fair game for book storage.
Here, a horseshoe chair holds some of my favorites.
As I walk by this shelf and happen to notice, my eye automatically
goes to my vintage cowboy boots or beloved frog skeleton. I see now
that my cookbooks are buried, clearly not getting much use these days.
The suitcase was purchased in NY at the Triple Pier Antiques show.
These Marni boots are my favorite and too cool to be hidden away in
"the black hole" (the nickname friends have given my closet).
So they now sit happily on a fungus bracket shelf in the living room,
along side a couple black sea fans and some chains from a chainsaw.
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