On a tip I went to check out Bleu Moon, a funky furniture store on La Cienega, which touts itself as having antique and rare one- of-a-kind furniture, unique accessories and architectural elements and gifts from India and Asia.
The store had some beautiful things.
I'm a sucker for those multi-colored glass lanterns. I loved an antique Chinese wedding bed like the one here, and I always dig those killer wood-carved hand sculptures posed in the Buddhist symbol for "peace!" or "Thanks!" (Like most Angelinos, I don't speak fluent Buddhist…yet)
I'm going out on a limb here, but for me high end- World Interiors can sometimes leave me wondering more about the poor kid who whittled the $900.00 wood hand than about the comfort it gives when juxtaposed with a stack of First Edition Robert Frost poems on a good Danish side table.
For me the problem is that when you popularize culture as a fad or trend you have to accept the inevitable moment when the culture becomes passé.
Look, I love a silver thread and raw silk pillowed day bed as much as the next guy but is it racist if I'm getting a little bored while digging through the discounted, bronzed Buddhas in the wood bowl. Maybe its just time for a change. Namaste. AH