Wonder Boy and I have been on an 8-month-long mission to buy a light for our dining room. When we bought the house the prior owners asked at the last minute if they could take their light with them. I traded them for their lawn mower and thought I made out like a bandit. Little did I know the horrors to unfold in light shopping.
DID YOU KNOW that you can easily spend hundreds, many hundreds of dollars, on a light? Oh lord. I am way to cheap for that and my cheapness has rubbed off on Wonder Boy so we found ourselves wandering through flea markets, web sites and lighting stores galore in hopes of finding something we both liked and which wouldn’t break the bank.
One day, during my substantial daily perusal of blogs, I stumbled across this lighting fixture from 2jane.com.
It doesn’t look like too much special but when I saw it I ordered it immediately and I think I may have heard some angels.
Wonder Boy was delighted in my find but we still needed something to HANG from the fixture so our dining room didn’t look like a jail cell with a single bare bulb hanging from the ceiling. Hello, tacky. We made out piece with hanging a drum lampshade from the cord, which seemed pretty modern and was in a lot of catalogs, but found the search for a shade just as painful as the one for a whole light! Finally, yesterday, we went to the Brass Armadillo in Cincinnati in the hope of finding some antique lampshades and getting the damn thing done with.
And then we found it. The light. A little ball of plastic that glowed like ice and was lovely. And a steal at only $30. Angels sang again.
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