I'm packing up my belongings, getting ready for another move. This time, we aren't going far. Just a few floors above to the top floor of our building. If you tiptoe over the ledge of the balcony, you can see a sliver of the sea. The place once belonged to a Madam. Which explains the three floor-to-ceiling mirrors in the living room and in the master bedroom. The previous owners covered them up, pushing large rimu bookcases against the mirrors and hanging plants from the ceiling. I'm thinking, Poor Madam. A place with heritage as juicy and titillating as this needs attention and a proud owner. I'm thinking a Moroccan harem with red velvet curtains, sparkly mosaics and mint tea poured by the bucketful. In my dreams! If you had a place with floor to ceiling mirrors, what would you do?
♥ Photos by Rob D on a Canon EOS 5D, 24mm f/2.8 and a 50mm f/1.2 ♥
Dress and Bag from Glassons ♥ Jacket from Zara ♥ Ring from Witchery ♥ Bracelets from Diva ♥ Shoes are thrifted from Trademe ♥