I love mirrors.
Growing up, our dining room had a wall that was completely mirrored and when my sister lost her contact lense, we searched all over with flashlights in the blue carpet next to the mirror. Turned out,the dog ate it, we believe.. but whatever.
Anyway, I put up a wall of mirrors in my last house and it was really cool and made the house look bigger. It also made my dog think there was another dog and bark at his own reflection..
I still have most of those mirrored tiles and am taking them to my new place. I love the way mirrors change our perception, as well as, make us face reality.
I am still a bit annoyed and sad though; My favorite mirror was broken when being moved and the friend that broke it never apologized or offered to pay for a replacement. I have found a replacement but, can’t get it yet, because it was a $200. mirror.
Guess who is Not helping me move. this time.