It began innocently enough. Maryam didn't mentioned anything when we met in Paris. It was more than a year later when she began to entice me with exotic imaginings of romance and weddings and dreams. She tantalized me with pictures of vintage wool wedding blankets, handloomed of sheep's wool and cotton in tiny Berber villages in the Atlas Mountains. She talked of tradition and skill passed from generation to generation, as prospective brides and their relatives patiently sewed each sequin by hand. Before I knew it, I was handing the sly temptress fistfuls of cash for blankets of my own!
This beauty with a grid pattern of sequins was the third blanket I was unable to resist from the Marrakech cache.
It is heavy and warm, and the sequins flash and glitter in the sun and twinkle like stars at night.
Detail of a blanket purchased for my daughter.
This lightweight blanket with delicate hand-woven fringe is destined for Jordana's loft in Philadelphia. I expect she'll drape it over her sofa.
This was the first vintage Moroccan wedding blanket that caught my fancy. It's draped over the back of a Napoleon III chair.
And the piece de resistance - sequins galore! Imagine the amount of time that went into sewing these thousands of sequins on this very heavy blanket! The moment I saw it, I was intoxicated.
You, too, can own a beautiful vintage Moroccan wedding blanket - or three or four - or more! Maryam of My Marrakesh has just updated her inventory, featuring recently-acquired beauties to tempt you. Each blanket is unique and special, in various sizes and weights to suit your needs. She even has a couple of rare black wedding blankets, which sell for a small fortune in London. See for yourself!
2008 Weblog Awards
Speaking of Maryam, for the second year in a row, her fabulous blog My Marrakesh is a finalist in the Weblog Awards. If you're as much of a fan as I am, you can go here and cast your vote. Unusually, in this competition, you can vote every day until January 13th. So vote early and often!