After my big day in and around West Chester with my mother-in-law on Saturday, I went antiquing in some of my old favorite haunts in the Philadelphia area and stumbled across this lovely nickel-plated Deco beauty on Sunday. I brought it home and had to figure out where exactly I wanted to install it (it had already been rewired, which was awesome). I settled on the master bathroom because A. every master bathroom should have a little bit of glitz and glamour, B. the ceiling is too low on the second floor landing, which means I'd constantly be hitting my head off of the crystal drop, and C. I really couldn't stand the overhead light in the master bathroom.
I consulted with my electrician-friend to make sure everything looked safe and sound and then tried to figure just how exactly to attach this thing to the mounting strap already in place. Apparently, my new old chandelier was made in France, which means it was threaded in a size different from most standard American models. This basically meant I was going to have to jerry-rig (also known as doing a MacGyver) the darn thing using plumbing fixtures threaded at a 3/8" diameter. Two trips to two hardware stores later, I cobbled something together that would safely hold the light in place. I set to work and got it all in place and then ran down to the basement to turn the power back on in the bathroom. I half-expected the thing to burst into flames when I flipped the switch, but it worked! Now all I have to do is pick up a ceiling medallion or something along those lines to fill in the gap between the top of the fixture and the ceiling, but that shouldn't be too difficult. Famous last words, right?