All I could think of when starting to write this post was a KT Tunstall song, so let’s hear it for a verse: “Her face is a map of the world, a map of the world. You can tell she’s a beautiful girl, she’s a beautiful girl.” Well, this post is about a map, but it is more like we can tell it’s a beautiful room, a beautiful room, because of the addition of the map. The other weekend I decided it was time to hit up a few antique/thrift stores in the area that I hadn’t been to in a while, since my favorite was closing. Well, I was pretty happy I opened up my mind and checked out a few new places. And, boy, did I find a steal for the wall in the dining room to the left of the window.
I just love when I know something is right. I was walking around the store, and I saw this huge, framed, gorgeous map hanging on the wall. It just drew me in from across the room. It’s like our eyes locked, and we came together. I thought I would just have to pet it with my eyes and move on, but I took one look at the price tag and …was thrilled! When does that ever happen? This wooden framed, gorgeous map was only $34…until I talked them down to $30. So I squeezed it in the Cube (yeah, it almost didn’t fit, that’s how big it is) and brought it to its new home. After pounding in quite a few nails to hold up this heavy map, I was swooning.
So there is my map of the world, all vintage – or un-vintage as it may be. Who knows how old it is. I do know that it has the Soviet Union on it instead of Russia, so it’s not the most recent map, which I like. Although it is recent enough for me to endlessly stare at as I dream of future adventures. This happens quite frequently. So next time you are looking for me, head for the map!