Could there be a more lyrical name for a store? I discovered this treasure today in Williamsburg on a strange kind of street common to Brooklyn I suppose – a contrast of ugly urban architecture prettified with boutique stores on a street that sloped down towards the industrial banks of the East River.
Stocking a combination of simple utilitarian homeware – plain linens, weighty chopping boards copper and iron hardware, the store also has a Gothic slant – offering glowing Edison light-bulbs, Victorian book stands and strange twisted pewter initials - Moon River Chattel with it’s gold-lettered frontage was kind of glittery and dark and simple and complex all at once.









Winters Moon
The Beat That My Heart Skipped: Copper
The weather outside is frightful…but the shopping is so delightful!


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Autumn with Pedlars
London I Love You




Showroom
Handmade in Britain 09
Material goods can make you happy…





My Inside Life…Dutch By Design
Countdown to New York 15 days to go…Greenwich Letterpress
Looooong Weekend



Illusions of Grandeur
Spoonfuls
Sweet Spoons










