The good news my friends, is that brass has returned. (Duh, like two years ago.)
Are we glad?
I guess you could say it never really left.
I’ve had sprinkles of it throughout my home for all of my life, whether intentional (a great flea market find) or not (leftover 80’s not-so-fabulosity)… and I’ve always adored a good aged brass piece. An appreciation for the classics is absolutely necessary. Brass is a dependable staple… it just experiences bouts of all out overkill.
So the bad news, I guess, is for our horrible yellow 80’s doorknobs. (That we have yet to do anything about. I know. For shame.) I keep telling Jamin that if we wait long enough, the trend will come back around… Full on blazen shameless yellow with the fake brass factor. (Ew.) While there are always exceptions (I confess, I’ve spotted some recently) I think it’s safe to say the full on 80’s yellow won’t be happening… in our house, at least. ;}
Yes, I do enjoy eating crow. I think it’s all about the execution.
One of my favorite finds ever for our home, are these lamps in our bedroom. They’re real brass, heavy, old… and they’ve tarnished so much over time you can barely tell now. I think they’re perfect just the way they are. I was walking through the flea market when I happened to look up, and score both lamps for ten dollars. Total. I was all, are you sure this price is right? And the lady at the front was all, uh, yeah. You desperate for some lamps or something? And then I left the store feeling like a shoplifter.
You know that moment when you’re absolutely drawn to a piece? I spied this beauty last February at Rescued Relics and we have yet to install it. I know some won’t agree, but I am madly in love with this piece. It holds those amazing edison bulbs in the big glass globes. It has so much potential, that even if we installed it in this home, I may move it with us to the next. It’s mid century and designed by a local architect. I am head over heels, and we’ve yet to do anything about it… I think I want to know that if we put the work into restoring it, it can come with us in a few years. Thus the not touching it yet… That, and about fifty other projects/jobs/things on the list… Oh the dilemma!
So today, in the grand tradition that is Friday, we thought we’d give you guys a few of our favorite inspirational spaces that sport the brass.
Oh brass. How we have such a delicate relationship. I wanted to break up with you circa 1998… and now I find myself drawn to you again. I’m sorry about that Rustoleum incident. Do you think you can forgive me? What about the rope covered hot glue one? Maybe? Think about it, brass. Just promise not to go full on yellow cheap again… we might just make it.
Whether it’s subtle touches, or full on shameless classic love… it’s kind of hard to resist.
How do you feel about brass? Did you break up for a while like we did?