A group snap...
On one afternoon, we rambled in to the gothic quarter and there I found the most enchanting shop I have ever entered, 'Llibreria Selvaggio'. Picture this ... decrepit oak shelves barely attached to their hinges, but holding the most beautiful, ancient, musty leather bound books. A man of about 50 with a handsome spanish moustache (better than the ones in east London, trust me, I know!). He sits smoking a vintage cigar and the smell of dried tobacco permeates the air. There are stacks and stacks of vintage postcards, some with hand written notes on the back. I chose one, which my dear friend Caroline kindly translated and it goes like this ...
My darling
I miss you more and more each day and if I had all of the pearls and diamonds in the world, then I would send them your way, but alas I am a poor man, but maybe one day.
Yours forever
B
A snap pf the postcard...
So very sweet, and the postcard dates 1943. Love never grows old. I love that this tiny shop is filled with so many stories. It has so much character and I haven't stopped thinking about it since my visit. A real inspiration. We try to give a similar experience with our clothes. All hand picked and each piece has a story of it's own. I want to visit more shops like the one in Barcelona. Please let me know if you have any recommendations, I'd be delighted to know! xxx
