As you may know, I'm an unashamed Francophile. My obsession with Paris in particular is legendary, which never really meshed too well with the hard-lined Minimalist sensibilities that were drummed into me during many fateful years of architecture school.
But now that my eyes have been opened to the world of rustic chic, dagnammit I want a spiral staircase that can double as my bookcase, and I won't settle for anything less! Of course, being able to actually afford a multi-level Parisian apartment is possibly a few decades away (at least!), but at least I'll have the chance to accrue a respectable amount of books in the meantime.
Right now however, I'll happily settle for a little bit of Hot Library Smut. Yeah I said what you think I said. Smut. I promise the link is safe for work and that your retinas will not be burned in any way. I also promise that if you have a fetish for books and libraries in general, this is little slice of heaven for you. Library Heaven.
One day, when I can afford that multi-storey Parisian apartment, I presume I'll also be able to afford an abode that has at least one room boasting full height bookcases on all four walls (I'll make an exception for a bay window mind you, I'm not completely unreasonable!)
But when I say full height, it is of course inferred that my multi-level Parisian apartment will somehow have miraculously high ceilings too. Of course! The vaulted ceiling is optional I suppose, but one or two wouldn't hurt. Unless...
[...to be continued]