What.Were.You.Thinking?

My own Uncle Mame offered to pick up my latest impulse auction buy on his way out East and this was the bone-chilling message that brought me his verdict. And the death knell - don't wince - the black leather upholstery turned out to be Naugahyde.

I always impress the importance of inspecting items firsthand to clients and friends, but when it comes to my own buying at auction, I throw the dice a bit too wantonly - but, c'mon, am I really going to fly out to Detroit or East Dennis (where? you ask, proving my point exactly). Like a guest on Oprah, if my example helps but one person....

Yet I'm still hopeful the fender will work out (naugahyde replaced, of course). Even though my uncle's taste is pretty much flawless, perhaps in situ it will metamorphose into a swan. Stay tuned....