Unrequited love

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April 11, 9:30 AM

by Alicia Potee, Baltimore Small Business Examiner

 

 

(Okay. So once again, I'm being a bit hyperbolic... but the point is, it was a really great chair.)

Suddenly, my entire home decorating plan flashed before my eyes: Have I made the right decision? Is this really how I envisioned my furniture setup being-- or have I squandered precious square footage with a pedestrian mish-mash of pieces in a desperate attempt to create an eclectic living space?

A wave of discontent and confusion washed over me. We continued walking to our lunch destination (the always delicious Golden West Cafe... more on that another time). And as I ate, laughed, and chatted with Greg about his travels and the many mini-dramas associated with planning my wedding, my mind continued to wander back to that unattainable chair.

You see, Jer and I are living lean these days. In a year of blown transmissions, radical job changes, and wedding expenditures galore, we sadly cannot spend money on the fun things in life-- which for me includes drapes, lamps, throw pillows... and yes, more furniture. (I'm a new homeowner-- don't judge.)

Instead, these luxurious amenities taunt me from storefronts-- and this particular storefront could be considered my greatest Achilles' heel. In case you haven't already guessed, I'm referring to Red Tree, the funky 36th Street furniture store opened by Ben Homola and his wife Carmen in 2006.

Ben and Carmen were our neighbors when we were still renters. We would discretely peek into their front door whenever it was open, and admire their impeccable taste. (Don't make that face... you know you've done it before too.) So neither Jer nor I were particularly surprised to find that they were opening this shop. In fact,  we made an express point of popping in to visit. And visit we did. Over, and over, and over again.

We bought our end tables there. I ravaged their rose hip display, with bowls now scattered throughout my house. And maybe one of our greatest finds was the Leather and Mahogany candle they sell. (Make the Anchor Man jokes if you must... I certainly did... but the fact remains, it's the best-smelling candle I've ever bought.)

Even as I write this, we're awaiting a buffet for our dining room, which we put on custom order. (It's been about six months now... Carmen warned us it would take a while.) It's in a distressed french cream finish, similar to our other purchases there-- causing my sister to marvel at the fact that people actually pay good money for furniture that looks beat up. (She's got a point.)

Still, the prices at Red Tree are exceedingly reasonable for a boutique of its kind. And each piece is crafted from solid wood (this is not Ikea, folks)-- meaning that, should we ever grow tired of the flea-market-find trend sweeping high-end furniture these days, a brand-new look is but a sand and stain away.

(A note for the eco-conscious: Red Tree participtes in a tree replanting program-- and it's also one of the handful of Hampden businesses to work with a clean energy provider that uses 100 percent wind power.)

But I digress. The bottom line is, seeing as how my shopping has been relegated to the window variety, I suppose I should be grateful for Red Tree's seductive displays. A little pining never killed anyone. Besides, love is the child of poverty and resource-- and who doesn't need more of that in their life?

One day, that chair will be mine. Until then, I still have this blog.

Hey, did I mention that they also sell bacon & eggs band-aids?

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