I Need Church

Or. Church related relics, I mean. Crosses. Santos'. Fonts, communion trays. And, *sigh*, mostly Holy Mothers. I have a small collection. Ok, I have a growing collection of Mary's. But, seriously, how beautiful she is. To me, she adds a bit of importance to space. There's something about the haunting face of her that speaks to my soul. It took everything I had just to walk away from her in Twenty-Six Twenty last week. I simply stared at her chippy blue robe and broken hand, and wished she could walk out the door in one of Dot and Dana's pristinely wrapped packages. I can't quit thinking about her. Which usually means she'll end up in a vignette somewhere in my house. I think my hubby is hoping I'll talk myself down from that ledge...we shall see...

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A small collection of gold and dark crosses is striking against this all white wall.  Notice there are three. I love the simple impact this adds to this space. Those caneback chairs aren't bad on their own.

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Again, crosses, but this time paired with a painting. Crosses are a safe way to showcase this style of decor. 

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*wiping drool from chin* Okay, snap out of it Toni. This. Room. I love the femininity of the settee. The primitive vibe the candelabra is giving off and mostly, I love that antlers and Jesus are being used together. This is. An, incredible, room.

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Imagine what that angel has seen, or, heard...Tucked away in his own vignette. Watching over the limestone fireplace and concrete pedestal. This room displays a fantastic mix of textures also.

Know that this post wasn't meant to be blasphemous at all. I genuinely love religious relics. They're some of my very favorite things that I own.