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In a previous post I shared photos of the lamp my husband gave me for my birthday. And though I have no reasonable explanation why it should be so… that was not the first lamp I’ve received for the occasion.
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It started with this ridiculously expensive hand done reverse painted Fenton. It’s pretty, if a little froo froo for my taste.
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A few years later? Another froo froo reverse painted frosted glass lamp.
Did we require more bedroom lighting? No.
Did I have the heart to tell my husband I wasn’t overly thrilled with these floral ( and paisley! 😳 ) gifts? Again, no.
But somehow he got the hint and no girly lamps were given for at least 5 years. Because that was when he switched to stained glass.
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A definite improvement, but one must ask…
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How many lamps does one girl need?
And mind you, every time I receive one of these low level, don’t use a high wattage bulb or you’ll damage the shade! gifts I have to remove the existing enough light to read and not bump into furniture lamps. So basically, our home is a dimly lit cave.
Traverse at your own risk.
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God help me, this one looks like a giant fish scaled helmet.
I try to hide it behind a plant.
* Note to self – buy bigger plant. *
I’d like to tell you that’s all of them.
I really would.
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