It just never ends – the fascination for beautiful things to adorn my flat. Yesterday was spent in one of my little Disneylands, the home furnishings haven LRI Plaza in Reposo. I bought this quirky lamp at PNKY. The most congenial shopowner Miss Pinky made it herself, reinventing our grandmother’s charcoal-powered flat iron into a lamp, and shaping the shade like the iron itself.
The flat iron, which must be at least 40 years old, weighs more than 5 pounds. Pity our lolas and yayas of old.
I’ve been wanting to collect old little things for my place. They’d be the perfect counterpoint to its modern look. I saw this old santo in an LRI curio shop that looked like a harlequin but was actually the Virgin Mary. Also old mirrors, cupboards, side tables that were made in the 30s through the 50s, now sold in Evangelista Street, Makati. But friends have told me not to. Ricky D. has a mirror consigned to him several years ago. It’s tucked away in his garage after several people witnessed an old lady jumping out of the mirror. Another friend bought an old rocking chair, and then experienced spooky things in his sala.
Can inanimate objects retain people’s feelings, thoughts, and energy long after they’re gone? An object that had been strongly attached to the living, or had been a key prop in his death, could become haunted, paranormal believers say. The movies have weighed in on this theory with Chucky the doll from hell and Charito Solis’ refrigerator in the first Shake, Rattle and Roll.
I just pray that the yaya who once used my flat iron happily ironed the linens away despite its heavy weight.
my cousin had one of those samurai figurines that would mysteriously do its sword-fighting churva at night. (ibang spadahan pala yun, e no?) chos.
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