Living in Brooklyn sometimes feels like you are walking around on a movie set, thanks to its tree lined blocks and amazing brownstones. I never tire of walking up and down each street just marveling at the beauty. There is one home that I especially adore - it has floor to ceiling windows and from the street you can see its grand moldings and shimmering chandelier. Well this weekend I actually went inside - they were having a stoop sale (very Brooklyn) and they were selling a gilded mirror very similar to the one pictured in the first image above - it was towering over 18 feet. I couldn't understand why the owners wanted to get ride of let alone sell an original detail from a home that had existed since the 1920s. She said there was simply too much gold in their home and they wanted something more modern! I gasped inside. If I could have, I would have scooped that mirror up and cherished it for forever. Alas, here is a Brooklyn home that melds old with new. My question is why don't some people see the beauty in preserveing things from the past?