For as long as I can remember, my grandmother has had this beautiful gilded mirror in her house. She tells me she got it through a stamp trade in program they offered through a catalog (does anything like this exist anymore?). It hung above a small table where she kept records for the record player and for as long as I can remember the mirror was always on the wall next to her wedding portrait with my grandfather- a beautiful portrait of a very handsome couple. On top of the small table there was always a bouquet of flowers- usually faux flowers that somehow looked very chic.
When my grandmother came to my house for the first time, she noticed I had a collection of mirrors on a wall and asked if I wanted the mirror she had since she hadn’t put it up in her new apartment. I, of course, said YES immediately and from day 1 in the Meyer house, it’s been a beloved treasure. It’s the mirror my son looks at himself and cracks up in, it’s the mirror I check my makeup out in right before leaving the house and it’s the mirror that reflects my Marie Antoinette painting in every time I get up from the sofa and that always makes me smile.
Many- ( I’m talking A LOT here people) family members have been photographed in this mirror- probably starting from around the mid 60’s sometime and on. Below are just some of the beautiful vintage shots- true vintage shots- not all Instagramed.