Tuesday, December 10, 2013

My "New" Vintage Clawfoot Tub

I am so excited.

I have longed for a vintage clawfoot tub for years. When I was a child, I loved to run my hand along the edge of my Aunt Bee and Uncle Homer's clawfoot tub. But I figured it was just a dream.

Then we moved to our new house, where the tub in the master bath, truly an object of desire in the early 1980s, is just an oversized footbath. And my heart gave a little flutter. Maybe, just maybe. . .

So a'Craigs-Listing I did go and finally found this one. And she is now mine.

Of course it's a she. And she has a name. Mathilde.

I happened to mention this out loud (why will I never learn to keep my eccentricity to myself?), and Miss Priss smirked. "You named the bathtub?"

I certainly did. Elegance this fabulous deserves a name.

Himself intimated that we had several more projects ahead of Mathilde in our updating plans, but I quickly disabused him of this notion. I'm not getting any younger, you know.

Watch for more updates as we set her up in her new place of residence!

1 comment:

  1. That is SO funny. I would have said exactly the same thing as A: "You NAMED the bathtub?"


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