A house where the toilet has a garden fountain embedded in a wall of antique mirrors (please, unusual eye to “sink”); a house where, to open the fridge, you have to pull an old doorknob French bronze, and in whose kitchen, refrigerators for wine and dishwasher are hidden behind curtains of linen hanging from a brass bars, just beside a stone sink those in which even I I’m in for washing dishes; a house with that “living clay” (literally the mudroom , designed to leave boot space, raincoats and stuff every time you enter and leave the garden), home of the blue dressing and sofas blue velvet … that house is this house . I published a few days ago a picture of her already promised, but today I leave some more. More photos on this link. · This is this kind of home where details speak for themselves: from the garden urn and the Pan fountain in the podwer room (? How cute is that) to the bird French antique bronze knobs in the kitchen (notice the refrigerator); the linen curtains, the blue dressing room and the cozy mudroom. The home of the blue velvet coachs. Oh my. More photos here.