And then there was the question of pictures.
As in—putting a few on the walls of our Puerto Rican retreat.
Although I admire minimalism as a decorating philosophy, I’ve never been one for bare walls. Sometimes when I flip through Elle Décor and encounter one ultra-hip white-on-white room after another…
…I feel frostbite nipping at the edges of my soul.
With apologies to the mavens of “less is more,” I just have to say it: Sometimes more is more.
I need color.
I need something to look at. Our house is not a haiku. At the very least, it’s a sonnet. Some days, it’s an ode.
Unfortunately, the picture selection in the stores where we’d bought our furniture on the big island was either non-existent or embarrassingly bad. Not quite Elvis on velvet but dangerously close.
Clearly, we’d have to buy our pictures elsewhere and ship them down. But where? And how?
One day as I pondered this problem on my lunchtime walk it occurred to me that Ikea might be the solution.
Ikea has absolutely terrific poster frames. Even better, they’re fitted out with plexiglass instead of real glass, which would undoubtedly get broken the instant you tried to ship the frames to Puerto Rico.
We made a beeline for our local Ikea the next weekend.
No poster frames with plexiglass in sight. We wrung our hands.
In desperation, we repaired to the cafeteria for Swedish meatballs.
Thus fortified, we returned to the frame department and bought fourteen poster frames, in various sizes, with real glass. When we got home we smashed the glass and threw the shards into the dumpster behind our building.
Then we ordered fourteen sheets of custom-cut plexiglass and fourteen stylish prints online.
Once we had everything on hand—frames, plexiglass and posters—we packed it up and shipped it all down to Vieques via the U.S. Postal Service.
The whole thing cost a fortune.
Our pictures, however, look fabulous.
Elle Décor would thoroughly disapprove.