THE EYES (OF INDIA) HAVE IT! I.E, NICE FURNISHINGS
ELABORATE BACK STORY
Now… I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this – I probably haven’t – but I happen to have an eccentric Maiden Aunt. Imagine a kind of Aunt Polly off of Something Special. Now, imagine her looking a bit rougher, but a bit less manly. Also, she has less cheese on chains, dangling off her head.
That’s her. You’ve got enough of a mental image now.
This Aunt – this Maiden Aunt, in her early 60’s, and never married – she used to like to travel. None of your run-of-the-mill package holidays for her, no sir. For my Aunt – my Maternal Aunt; my mother’s younger sister – it was all about enjoying an immersive, non-touristy “voyage of discovery”, type of affair. She always aimed for the most genuine, and the most authentic experience possible.
ADULT GAP YEAR
She still works, my Maiden Aunt – who had many suitors in her youth, but never quite found a suitable match – having enjoyed her role as some kind of fancy academic librarian for oooh… 30 odd years.
Now, a couple of years back she happened to go on one of those Adult, grown up gap years. You’ve heard of them, yeah? Good. She took a sabbatical, see – which is apparently possible when you’re a librarian – and packed her bags for India, where she stayed for 4 months.
Well… She fell in love with the place. Couldn’t get enough of it.
She loved India so much, that when she eventually returned – having enjoyed a platonic, but deeply profound love affair with a younger (and possibly homosexual) Indian Hotel owner – my Maiden Aunt took a bit of India home with her.
INDIA AT HOME
It was already somewhat on its way, but post India, my Aunt’s modest two bedroom semi-detached started to become more and more bohemian. As though it were Victorian times, she’d actually shipped a load of rugs and so on back home, transforming her living room into some plush, Indian themed den.
The problem was, once my dear old Aunt – best academic librarian there is, by the way – had started down this track, she soon ran out of “stuff” to decorate her house with.
To add further misfortune, a niggly left ventricle put paid to all the travelling – at least to the extent that she used to enjoy. She could no longer simply pack her bags and bugger off for a few months; buy a load of things and come home. It just wouldn’t be practical.
No…. She would have to:
A: Trust a 3rd party with the sourcing and procurement of her furnishing needs, and
B: Buy said authentic Indian style furnishings over here. Perhaps on the internet.
But who could possibly meet those needs?? WHO?
EYES OF INDIA
Good fortune was at hand.
Founded in 2008 by an American couple who share my Aunt’s love of all things Indian, the company strives to produce top quality goods:
“At Eyes of India we take great care pride in ensuring that all our Indian home decor furnishings meet the high levels that are expected by a western audience. All boho decor items are passed through a strict quality control process to ensure they meet the high standards our buyers have come to expect. Though we carry many one of a kind and handmade products, we take precise and detailed photos of each piece, to make sure that our buyers receive exactly the item ordered and not something “similar”.”
(From the Eyes of India homepage)
The thing is – they’re extremely reasonable. You can pick up, say, an Indigo Blue Printed Cotton Bohemian Cushion Floor Pillow Throw Cover for just a little over £16. Furthermore, that includes FREE SHIPPING from the Eyes of India warehouse over in Jaipur, India. You even get a 10% discount when you sign up for their Newsletter.
So there you go. That’s my – and my well traveled (but alas poorly hearted )Aunt’s – tip for authentic Indian style furnishings.
Tell ’em Dadzilla sent you!*
*(Don’t – They haven’t the remotest clue what a Dadzilla is, and you might upset them in the process.)