I stole it from annechovie. Her brother-in-law snapped it.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Pardon Panties
So...these little bastards were headed to lockdown when their new panties showed up. Jim Thompson's Fretwork panties...straight from Thailand. CAN YOU STAND IT? Well, I can't. I call them Pardon Panties.
My client pops in. The one I nicknamed Ouiji. The one whose iphone ring is sci-fi. You know...Indian Pear girl? She tells me she is clairvoyant and she sees the peacocks with her so I should just give in now. She told me..."Peacocks need to come home to mama". Pressure.
I'm not so quick to ditch these naughty birds. Now that they have new panties. From Jim Thompson. I could play bridge in these chairs...if I knew how. I could smoke Kools in these chairs...if I wanted to. I could definitely wear Lilly Pulitzer in these chairs...if I had any.
...but since I don't aspire to any of those things...I suppose I might loan them to Ouiji 'til my ship comes in and I have room for the birds with new panties.
My client pops in. The one I nicknamed Ouiji. The one whose iphone ring is sci-fi. You know...Indian Pear girl? She tells me she is clairvoyant and she sees the peacocks with her so I should just give in now. She told me..."Peacocks need to come home to mama". Pressure.
I'm not so quick to ditch these naughty birds. Now that they have new panties. From Jim Thompson. I could play bridge in these chairs...if I knew how. I could smoke Kools in these chairs...if I wanted to. I could definitely wear Lilly Pulitzer in these chairs...if I had any.
...but since I don't aspire to any of those things...I suppose I might loan them to Ouiji 'til my ship comes in and I have room for the birds with new panties.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
FEAR OF COMMITMENT
Birthday party here...
which included this Crewcuts wearing gang leader pinata beater...
which was followed up by a trip to the pool...
which naturally led to this...
which lead to the unwrapping of 12 of these fresh from the framer...
that need to go in my living room on either side of the altar table...which means the removal of these... Sayonara, Peacocks...you couldn't even stay 'til the custom cushions arrived...
but they were replaced with these...
which meant rearranging this...
and fixing this hot mess...
which included this Crewcuts wearing gang leader pinata beater...
which was followed up by a trip to the pool...
which naturally led to this...
which lead to the unwrapping of 12 of these fresh from the framer...
that need to go in my living room on either side of the altar table...which means the removal of these... Sayonara, Peacocks...you couldn't even stay 'til the custom cushions arrived...
but they were replaced with these...
which meant rearranging this...
and fixing this hot mess...
Friday, May 29, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Retreat
Since my husband has been busy busy busy with the opening of his new restaurant I thought I would pack up the kids and head over to my client's new river house for the night.
Had a great burger here. Lots of suspenders and gun racks. We fit right in with our hybrid and Prada.
We headed over to a funky little antique store. What the hell do you do with these?
We bought this chair for my client's bedroom. It was a steal at $100. Won't be when I'm done with it.
Notice the charcoal and bbq (and yoga mat). We couldn't figure out the million dollar gas grill so we had to buy a Hibachi at the general store. We grilled ribs Fed Ex'd from Niman Ranch. City dorks. If I had known mobile slaughter was an option the menu would have been different.
Grilled naughty 5 year old. Meaty, too.
A few fabulous things can really make a room. A big room. This vintage sofa recovered in a Henry Calvin wool/silk/linen damask came from my storage unit. It is awaiting pillows in Robert Kime's Indian Pear. The KILLER Brazilian cowhide rug stitched with a floral pattern came from The Rug Company. My client is trying to weasel out a giant abstract painting from her dad's house for that big wall. Vintage French deco chairs came from 1stdibs and we had them upholstered in a burnt orange mohair. Donner and Blitzen came from the North Pole. Duh.
Had a great burger here. Lots of suspenders and gun racks. We fit right in with our hybrid and Prada.
We headed over to a funky little antique store. What the hell do you do with these?
We bought this chair for my client's bedroom. It was a steal at $100. Won't be when I'm done with it.
Notice the charcoal and bbq (and yoga mat). We couldn't figure out the million dollar gas grill so we had to buy a Hibachi at the general store. We grilled ribs Fed Ex'd from Niman Ranch. City dorks. If I had known mobile slaughter was an option the menu would have been different.
Grilled naughty 5 year old. Meaty, too.
A few fabulous things can really make a room. A big room. This vintage sofa recovered in a Henry Calvin wool/silk/linen damask came from my storage unit. It is awaiting pillows in Robert Kime's Indian Pear. The KILLER Brazilian cowhide rug stitched with a floral pattern came from The Rug Company. My client is trying to weasel out a giant abstract painting from her dad's house for that big wall. Vintage French deco chairs came from 1stdibs and we had them upholstered in a burnt orange mohair. Donner and Blitzen came from the North Pole. Duh.
Monday, May 25, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
What is James Wearing?
Have you seen James' blog?
I wish he was my neighbor and 5 o'clock visitor.
Does he wet his designer velvet pants when doing these shoots or what? I'm dying.
Rock the sheer tunic.
He brings back memories of summers in Montana.
I'm a Ding Dong
Inspired by this from Juxtaposition...
I bought this vintage Chinese batik on ebay...
...which sucks and looks like an old piece of acid washed denim from the 80s. On a good day.
Shhhh...can you hear that? It's Ding Dong laughing all the way to his Bejing bank.
I bought this vintage Chinese batik on ebay...
...which sucks and looks like an old piece of acid washed denim from the 80s. On a good day.
Shhhh...can you hear that? It's Ding Dong laughing all the way to his Bejing bank.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Sunday, May 17, 2009
The Lure of the Capiz Shell
I try not to get sucked into trends. If the trend strikes a chord in me, though, I attempt to seek out a unique and vintage version of it. A one-off.
Let's take capiz shell. Capiz shell is actually the outer shell of the marine mollusk, Placuna placenta, found in the shallow waters off the coast of the Philippines. This mollusk has a flat, semi-transparent shell with a pearlescent appearance. OCEAN BLING.
It has been popping its shiny head up about once a decade since the 1930s. I can certainly see why. A couple hours on ebay rewarded me with these fine examples.
A vintage capiz coffee table from Brooklyn. Add one amoeba shaped piece of glass and voila!
A vintage capiz pendant from Danville, CA. Add one mild electric shock to unlicensed wanna-be electrician/husband and voila!
Pair of vintage Italian capiz lamps (purchased on my iphone from the backseat of my father-in-law's car while driving in Scottsdale). Add 2 shades, 2 glass finials and 2 lucite bases. Voila!
Let's take capiz shell. Capiz shell is actually the outer shell of the marine mollusk, Placuna placenta, found in the shallow waters off the coast of the Philippines. This mollusk has a flat, semi-transparent shell with a pearlescent appearance. OCEAN BLING.
It has been popping its shiny head up about once a decade since the 1930s. I can certainly see why. A couple hours on ebay rewarded me with these fine examples.
A vintage capiz coffee table from Brooklyn. Add one amoeba shaped piece of glass and voila!
A vintage capiz pendant from Danville, CA. Add one mild electric shock to unlicensed wanna-be electrician/husband and voila!
Pair of vintage Italian capiz lamps (purchased on my iphone from the backseat of my father-in-law's car while driving in Scottsdale). Add 2 shades, 2 glass finials and 2 lucite bases. Voila!
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