Jacques Grange Interiors, Pt. 2

Sometimes the blog gods smile. Sometimes they look down on a simple girl from the midwest and say, "What the heck?"

Word came from on high yesterday that I could, indeed, post these images.

Click on them. Revel in them. Because, truly, I can just see myself sitting in this chair, jazzy tunic over my swim suit, dashing off a note to a friend saying, "Please come if only for a day or two. It's just delightful."

All photos by Nicolas Matheus from Jacque Grange Interiors by Pierre Passebon (Paris: Flammarion, 2009.) I am reiterating here that I requested permission to use these images. I don't know what would happen if you borrowed them, but it could be ugly. I'm just saying.

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