We often to stop to consider the live some of our beloved vintage processions have lived before we chose them.

People watching and conversing with strangers is a favorite pass time. There is no judgement being held towards anyone and likely you'll never encounter them again. For a moment you get to extract life intel from a complete other world, and often the energy exchange leaves joys and gratitude.

By the 16th century, Venetian mirrors remained exclusive treasures, predominantly custom-made for the affluent elite. Their allure captivated royals and nobles who were eager collectors, and the cost of a single mirror was often equivalent to that of a naval ship, making them accessible only to the staggeringly wealthy.

The theory of aesthetics is an on-going conversation, or perhaps argument, of the motives that cause us to take such an emotional incline towards beauty. Is it a natural instinct or are we victims of radical commercialism?