My grandma’s ottoman, actually we called it a stool back then! I can’t part with it, so I’m working on incorporating it. I bet you’ve seen it…well, maybe not MY grandma’s but one like it. It’s got to be circa 1930, grey and mottled red/black in a hexagon shape. Sounds awful, huh? I might think so if it weren’t grandma’s.
But if you’re not as lucky as me to have a classic vintage ottoman you can always keep an eye out for a unique piece of something that can be used to retire those tired feet at the end of a day.
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