Mr Barcelona.... please be mine!

my love of exquisitely designed furniture has spilled from admiration to full out blown obsession. some people surf the net hunting for the perfect pair of shoes or other fashion accessories. some tune into music, movies and even porn (eeeick!), which if lucky could all be found on the same site. haha some search for food recipe's or in the case of my hubby, watch the nba on the espn site til the wee hours but my addiction is FURNITURE. cool, funky furniture that i couldnt possible afford!

lately ive been chasing that one single chair. you know, the one that doesnt really match with any other piece of furnishing you might have but in itself could be considered as art. the one ppl 'oooohh' & 'aaaahh' over when they first vissit your now funky cool pad and gasp when they hear the price tag, which could probably feed a small nation.

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everyone.... meet my baby - the barcelona chair.

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*sigggghhhhhh* ahhhh Mr Mies van de Rohe you know your stuff!!

now like everything that is fashionable there are of course many many knock offs all across the globe and almost every major furniture company has also stolen the design, made minor alternations and called it something else but to own an original would be simply to die for!

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however i admitt i'm treading on dangerous territory. once i have my beloved barcelona chair, will that be enough? won't i start drooling over Le Corbusier's designs or anything created by Alvar Aalto? and one needs that funky warehouse apartment to house these beautiful creations right? which then just opens up another can of 'awww crap!'.

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poor eddee.... i should of told him about my addiction from the start.