A few weeks ago I made my first trip to India, which also happened to be my first business trip for Kebabian’s Rugs. Prior to leaving for India I knew that it was going to be an awesome trip, but I honestly had no idea just how valuable the trip was going to be. I was […]
Kebabian’s awarded “Best Rugs” in the Best of New Haven Living 2016 Reader’s Poll Kebabian’s is very proud to have been voted the winner in the category “Best Rugs” in the Best of New Haven Living 2016 Reader’s Poll. The result is a great encouragement to us, and we send our thanks and appreciation to everyone who voted. Kebabian’s is blessed to […]
What is an Oriental rug? How are they made? What is their history? And what Oriental rugs are available today? In this short article are the answers to all of these questions. A quick definition Word origin…“Orient” means “the East”, and Oriental means Eastern. So, when we speak of Oriental rugs, what we […]
Sales of Persian rugs in Iran are down 90% from a decade ago. Recently, there was an article published in the NY Times that talked about the sorry state of the Persian rug industry in Iran. From the article and our personal contacts in Iran, we know that the bazaar markets in Iran are […]
Kebabian’s is in the business of importing only the best handmade rugs. Our latest shipment of Afghan rugs is no exception. 100% all natural rugs, hand-spun wool & natural dyes Visit our showroom to see more.
Designing Your Living Room with a Rug The enchanting Agra fabulously grounds the lovely living room, enhancing the quality of life within the space. The quiet and soothing color palette creates a calming atmosphere, while the furnishings maintain a high level of sophistication. The Rug…Player vs. Spectator The room-sized […]
Kebabian’s Bold & Primitive Afghan Kazak adding an extra layer of harmony to a charming room. “But what is happiness except the simple harmony between a man and the life he leads?” Albert Camus […]
Happy Spring! “The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.” Burl Ives