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Add a fun and fashion-forward pop of metal to the mix. Mix and match vintage-inspired occasional tables and bar carts for flirty, flexible functionality that's geared for great entertaining. The perfect cart for displaying out cocktail mixers and all of our cocktail accessories.

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Width: 30"
Depth: 16"
Height: 34. 25"

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Marble top and shelves
Iron framing
Casters
Antique brass legs

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The Best Bar Trolleys For Hosting At Home for Christmas 2022

The Best Bar Trolleys For Hosting At Home for Christmas 2022

Serve up some old school glamour

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by Sofia Tindall

The Best Bar Trolleys

Bar trolleys are now a living room staple since the pandemic. It’s on every Pinterest feed these days, but the humble carts have would have been a strange interior feature only two decades ago, so where did bar trolleys actually come from?

Image courtesy of Matilda Goad x Anthropologie

Quick History of the Humble Bar Trolley

Initially the preserve of upper echelons of British society, bar trolleys were an offshoot of tea trolleys that staff would roll up to serve the ladies of the household. This was the standard practice du jour across the 19th to 20th Centuries. The tea trolley only morphed to the bar trolley by the second half of the 20th Century, where many Americans moved to the suburbs in record numbers, and wanted to create their own home bar.

So know when you see the glisteningly golden brass and glass of the bar trolleys on the gram today, these were actually inspired by the 1950s. So pick up a cocktail, and peruse our round-up of the most beautiful bar trolleys out there.

How to Style a Bar Trolley
Think in Colours

The infamous Dakota Johnson faux limes debacle on her Architectural Digest House Tour, is viral a reason: limes add a whole lot of zing to a room. Let the limes, lemons, and whatever niche additions you add to your cocktail, do the aesthetic talking.

It’s all About Height

If we’re going to be pedantic: stack wisely. Vary up the height of your bottles, glasses, and make the trolley visually clear and create a sense of variety.

Let Foliage Enter the Chat

Don’t shy away from adding a vase of greenery, textures, or even flowers to spruce up the trolley. It could also be nice to have a climbing plant tumbling over your various cocktail accoutrements of your trolley.

Glassware is Your Accessory; Use it

If you haven’t already heard: glassware is as much as an aesthetic statement these days as a showstopping outfit. Our pick of the day is a swirly whirly tumblers, by Henry Holland.

 

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Soane

Soane Nureyev trolley, from £6,000, soane.co.uk

Matilda Goad & Co X Anthropologie, £268, anthropologie.com

Why We Love it: This one’s for versatility. You’ll be be to dress it up as a chic drinks station, just as easily as you’ll be able to style it as a guest bedroom bedside stand.

It’s bold colourways (it also comes in red) will add a zuzh to any tired corner of the house. Plus it’s got nice finishes (see the pattern inlay in the tray).

The Lacquer Company

Belles River Bar Table Brass Base, £2,955, thelaquearcompany.com

 

Nina Campbell

Billy Bar, Nina Campbell, shop.ninacampbell.com

Vinterior

Space age liquor / bar cart. Circa 1970, £650, Vinterior, vinterior. co

Vinterior

Restored teak trolley on wheels from the 1960s, £466, Vinterior, vinterior.co

Soho Home

Bar Cart, Brass, £595, Soho Home, sohohome.com

Olivia’s

Olivia’s Gallery Direct Verna Drinks Trolley Bronze, £325, olivias.com

Att Pynta

Att Pynta The Carlo trolley, £585, attpynta.com

Atkin & Thyme

Atkin & Thyme Fontaine Marble Drinks Trolley, £349, atkinandthyme.co.uk

Soho Home

Soho Home brass bar cart, £545. sohohome.com

Oliver Bonas

Oliver Bonas round bamboo gold drinks trolley, £395, oliverbonas.com

 

Graham & Green

Graham & Green Frode bar, £1,125. grahamandgreen.co.uk

 

Anthropologie

Anthropologie lacquered bar cabinet, £1,698. anthropologie.com

 

Johnathan Adler

Jonathan Adler Torino bar cart, £1,295. jonathanadler.com

 

John Lewis

John Lewis + Swoon Raine bar cart in gold, £449. johnlewis.com

 

Sweet Pea and Willow

Eichholtz Collins drinks trolley, £1,430. sweetpeaandwillow.com

 

Amara

Ethnicraft Dixon bar cart in bronze, £739. amara.com

 

Swoon Editions

Swoon Editions Salina bar trolley, £349. swooneditions.com

Vinterior

Vinterior midcentury bar cart, £875.50. vinterior.co

Main Image: Karun Thakar for Soane Britain collection. soane.co.uk

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Why dream 😴 Fainting in a dream - according to 90 dream books! If you see fainting in a dream, what does it mean?

Below you can find out for free the interpretation of the “Faint” symbol from 17 online dream books. If you did not find the desired interpretation on this page, use the search form in all the dream books of our site. You can also order a personal interpretation of sleep by an expert.

Oriental dream book

Why dream of fainting in a dream from a dream book?

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Fainting is a sign that your loved ones are in danger of a serious illness. nine0003

For a young woman, a dream in which she loses consciousness portends a deterioration in well-being, which may be associated with emotional experiences.

Icelandic dream book

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To faint is a grave sin.

Small Velesov dream book

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Fainting is sadness, the loss of a friend.

The newest dream book

In a dream, why do you dream of fainting?

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Fainting is an event that will shock you beyond words. nine0003

New dream book of 1918

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Fainting is boredom.

Family dream book

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Dreaming of fainting - to bad news.

If a young woman dreamed that she fainted, she should stop being so careless. Otherwise, ahead of her continuous disappointment.

Modern dream book

Find out what it means if you dream of fainting?

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If you dream that you fainted, this portends the illness of someone close and unpleasant news about absent friends. nine0003

If a young woman dreams that she has fainted, in real life she is in danger of deteriorating health and disappointment due to a frivolous lifestyle.

Dream Interpretation 2012

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Fainting is a reminder that the current perception leads to the loss of personal Power.

Dream Interpretation for Lovers

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If a young girl dreams that she fainted, this means that she will be disappointed in love because of her dissolute behavior. nine0003

Dream Interpretation of Dmitry and Nadezhda Zima

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Fainting in a dream - symbolizes self-deception.

If you dream that someone has lost consciousness or you yourself are fainting - this is a warning that in reality you did not notice something important or close your eyes to some urgent problem. Such dreams suggest that self-deception will not help correct the situation and will only harm you.

Dream Interpretation of Birthdays of September, October, November, December

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To dream about how you faint - to a breakdown.

Dream Interpretation of Birthdays in May, June, July, August

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To dream about how you faint is to extreme surprise.

Dream interpretation of birthdays in January, February, March, April

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Fainting - you will be unsettled by some news.

Miller's Dream Book

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Fainting in a dream means a possible illness in your family and unpleasant news. nine0003

If a young woman sees a dream, it means that she will experience disappointment, which will be the fault of her careless lifestyle.

Dream Interpretation from A to Z

Why see Fainting in a dream?

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If in a dream you are strongly struck by some unpleasant news and allegedly faint, you will actually receive the most joyful news. Pretend that you are fainting to check the man's reaction to your weakness, if he kisses you - to a happy marriage, if he is confused or fussy - to a quarrel. nine0003

To see how someone faints from exhaustion - you will need the help of friends to implement your plan. Hungry swoon - portends financial difficulties, debts and troubles in the family.

Dream Interpretation of a Modern Woman

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Fainting in a dream - portends unpleasant news or illness of someone close. For a young woman, such a dream portends disappointment in her own way of life.

Online dream book

The meaning of sleep: Fainting according to the dream book? nine0003

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If you fainted in a dream, you will be unpleasantly surprised by the information received from relatives or people close to you.

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I, Reyvan read online by Darth McMende (Page 18)

Danerus chatted just like that, I did not need psychological support now. A competently untwisted plan, like a top, rotated by itself.

The trolley with Astila's front wheels drove onto the ramp. As it was agreed, the girl diligently portrayed a deep swoon. A couple of minutes later the ramp slammed shut behind me, and Kadil and I, leaving Astila in the airlock, went into the main hall. For the first time I saw the "Black Kite" from the inside. The yacht turned out to be bigger and prettier than in the game. I didn't remember the carpet on the floor, or the thin linens that covered part of the walls. In the center of the hall stood a low table and two semicircular sofas. At first glance, the ship appeared to be empty. I looked into the bow corridor, but could only see the flickering of dim lights. Nevertheless, there was clearly a pilot in the cockpit, probably the same Udutt - the Black Kite was already taking off from the ground. nine0003

“Mac, my boy,” Kadil said, opening the minibar in the armrest of one of the sofas. - Sit down, make yourself at home. I haven't finished decorating the ship yet, but you can believe it... Have a seat, come on.

— Thank you Mr Gnidd.

The censer was spread wide with its back to the cockpit, so I had to take the opposite sofa.

“Drink, Mac,” said the boss, holding out a glass.

— Thank you Mr Gnidd.

Without the slightest hesitation, I kissed the rim of the glass. And he began to tremble with his Adam's apple and tightly compressed lips, pretending to drink. The censer looked at me approvingly, to his drink, however, without touching it. nine0003

After five or six “sips,” I put down the glass and wiped my lips. A small amount of poison that could be absorbed through the skin did not frighten me: an antidote should have coped with it. For the rest ... I had to take risks. From the moment I was hit, acting abilities were opened up in me that I had not suspected before: for the sake of survival, I was forced to pretend to be . .. who? To be honest, I didn’t even know myself, but someone very, very cool.

But now I felt that it was necessary to portray someone who was seriously tipsy. nine0003

I shook my head slowly, as if trying to get rid of the stuffy collar. Leaning both hands on the table. He tilted his head and shook it again.

— What is it, Mac? said Kadil in an unctuous voice. - Are you unwell?

“No, Mr. Gnidd,” I answered stifledly.

- Come on, my boy. Don't be shy, you've been working so hard lately. Are you tired? You probably want to take a break.

Are you okay, Mac? rang in my ear.

— Thank you Mr Gnidd. I'm fine. nine0003

I leaned back on the back of the sofa, raised my hands - and immediately lowered them, powerless and doomed. The thought flashed that I was slightly overacting, but the audience in the face of Kadil clearly enjoyed the performance.

"You're tired, Mac," he said. A welcoming smile fell from his face like onion husks. - Are you tired. And he started doing stupid things. Stupid, wrong things. Say stupid, wrong words. What is it, my boy?

I conscientiously croaked my throat, pretending to be completely helpless and not understanding the situation. nine0003

— What is it? Do you want to ask something? Now there is not a drop of the former touching kindness left in Cadil's eyes. "Maybe you want to ask about our deal?" "Two to One"! Did you really think you could dictate your terms to me? Puppy!

I got up with my whole body and immediately fell back exhausted.

- What a pity. What a pity, my boy. You did not appreciate the chance that fate gave you. A chance that only comes once in a lifetime. With me you could rise to the heights of the Exchange! Instead, you will return to where you came from: down, down ...

“That's right,” I thought. Throw the Kite off the ramp: Danerus didn't lie about his former boss's habits.

— Funny, isn't it? Gnidd said. “We will definitely laugh at this story along with Lord Calamit. I think he will be in a very good mood when he gets what he came to Sartum for. Cadil nodded, looking behind me. — Zeilo, my boy…

A certain hard object rested quite painfully on the back of the head. I felt the cold of the metal even through the fabric of the hood. nine0003

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— Not here, idiot! exclaimed Cadil, shaking his hands. “It wasn’t enough to fill the entire hall with blood.

“You were going to do the rearrangement anyway, Cadil,” I heard Kord’s specific low voice behind me.

- Enough! If you do not want to eventually share the fate of this puppy. Modern youth has completely forgotten how to listen to their elders! You have no respect for either age or position, you have ceased to appreciate wisdom! You have lost your fear of the wrath of those who give you work and bread! Cadil paused, calming down. “Take him to the lock, my boy, shoot him in the legs and arms and throw him off the ramp. Udutt will open the ramp. nine0003

Blaster removed from the back of the head. A firm little hand grabbed me by the collar and pulled me up. The hood fell down, securely closing his eyes. I sat completely relaxed, thinking with detached interest how exactly a creature one and a half meters tall and weighing at least forty-five kilograms would drag a rather big me to the airlock.

The creature puffed unsuccessfully for a while, then gave up:

— Censer.

— Well?

- I'm a killer, not a loader.

— What!? nine0003

Help me. This puppy is too heavy. Or I'll shoot him right here.

- Damn it. There are only idiots around. You have to do everything yourself ... Udutt! Damn you. Udutt! Finally. What's with your tripe? Can you turn on the autopilot?

- Yes, boss, but then we won't be able to go into orbit: I didn't have time to enter the launch codes, we got them just before the launch, I didn't have time ...

Wow, how fussy. I wonder what guilt he feels for himself?

Don't mumble, Udutt! You're always muttering. .. Can you make a ship move at the same height? nine0003

- Yes, boss, the main thing is not to rise above a certain altitude level, otherwise automatic orbital stations ...

- Stop mumbling! Set autopilot and return immediately.

Hasty steps on the trembling metal floor. I thought a little, waited for another push and slid to my side. Insolence, of course, but why not lie down, since such an opportunity arose.

Sorry, not long. Udutt returned very quickly, he and Zeilo grabbed me by the arms and dragged me to the airlock. I diligently wheezed, dragged my feet, clung with my cloak to every ledge that came across on the way, and basically leaned to the right, on the side of Kord. nine0003

My executioners approached the airlock sweaty and angry. Kord's glasses were fogged up.

“Hold it, Zeilo,” said Udutt, releasing my hand and turning to the control panel. — I'll open the ramp, and you...

I took advantage of the moment and hung on the dwarf with all my weight. Poor Zeilo snored from the heaviness and tried to push me away. It was not there: I clung to him like a tick, jerking my relaxed legs and waiting for the moment when he grabbed the blaster. Behind him, the mechanics of the ramp whirred, and a thin whistle of wind blew through the widening gap. nine0003

"Udutt, you bastard," the assassin called out, puffing heavily. - Help me.

— What? Ah…

And here something happened that I didn't expect. Should have expected, but missed it. Too much carried away by the game of tipsy weak-willed victim.

— Now, Zeilo, wait! shouted Udutt.

And grabbed my cloak. The fabric pulled tight at the back, the hood twitched and fell back. Revealing my face. Perfectly sober, focused, smart (hopefully). With perfectly clear, attentive, intelligent (I hope) eyes. nine0003

“Bastard…” Zeilo hissed. - The poison didn't work.

— What? shouted Oudutt, obviously taking the insult personally.

He pulled me by the scruff again, but I grabbed Kord across the body with all my might, pressing his arms and making it impossible to get the weapon. We rested our foreheads, I could see the reflection of my eyes in the round lenses of his glasses. In principle, I could activate the sword, but I was going to wait for the ramp to open wider and just throw the undersized Zeilo overboard. Udutt did not inspire me with any special fears, it was worth continuing to use him as a full-time pilot. nine0003

And then Udutt, already, apparently, beginning to understand something, hit me in the back of the head with his fist. Slightly, but I was rocked forward, the killer dwarf took advantage of the moment and abruptly sat down, slipping out of my arms.

He fell on his back, drew both blasters and shot me in the face.

I don't know what the role of the Force was here, but this time I foresaw imminent danger. And he also fell on his back.

Blaster bolts hit Udutt in the head and blew it off. The airlock was filled with spatter of blood and brains, fragments of bones, burnt rotten hair, but the wind immediately carried it all out.

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