The other day I went over to friendly blogger kyle knights fun and fab blog Knight Moves and was delighted to discover..
that i had made kyle's list of fave table lamps not just once.
but ..yup count 'em..4 times!
now that's sah-weet!
The other day I went over to friendly blogger kyle knights fun and fab blog Knight Moves and was delighted to discover..
that i had made kyle's list of fave table lamps not just once.
but ..yup count 'em..4 times!
now that's sah-weet!
cee lo green's song "forget you" was a fave until i heard the real thing. (ok so i am out of it..i had no idea the song was really called "F You") i blithely was listening to it on my beloved pandora the other day when i was shocked to learn the real lyrics. wah. i think "forget you" is so so much more charming and smart. wah. everywhere i go in my daily life i am confronted by trashy talkers..and i begin to notice how yucky it is when i am listening to it with my kids. why should i be surprised? look what's on the box? mob wives is essentially a show about lady wrestlers/roller derby queens..taking their fights into the dining room/living room. awesome.
so i am trying to go on an expletive diet. wish me luck.
somehow there is perfect logic that the color/pattern queen would fall madly in love with fanny cavin's magical porcelain.
i was very influenced by fashion designer Halston. he dressed all the big names..bianca, jackie, liz, and of course..LIZA!
think about how intensely tacky that era was..i mean all i need to say is wide ties..and you know what i am saying is true. but Halston's clothes were cool and slick and sexy.
and even though i was just a little kid..i knew..this guy's got IT!
i mean you don't have to be tom ford to get how good and prescient the dude was.
lots of these styles would look good today..almost 40 years later. 







but it turned out that despite the great press on this hot spot, it just may have been too hot for us two.
we arrived at the W very late at night after our event, and there was a phalanx of doormen standing in front of the door blocking our entry into the hotel! inside there was a real hot clubgoer party vibe happening, and we just wanted to go to bed!
our room felt like something right out of scarface..with an uber 80's vibe..but before we hit the hay we took a peek at POV the hot nighclub on the W's roofdeck. the view is outrageous, you can see everything in DC..but the beat was too pumping for our tired selves and we quit the scene early.


so last month i marched myself over to our local jonathan adler shoppe, and said to the kindly and comely Andrew, "Help me!". believe it or not, without hesitation, he marched over here just like that! amazingly, he pronounced the space fixable! hah! we are "blessed" with too many chairs in the room, he said..and deftly proceeded to remove our bummy barcelona chairs from the living room and put them cozily in our bedroom for extra seating. our tragic modern boxy chairs (covered in a heinous bordello crushed velvet) he pronounced un-save-able..and sent them to the trash. he produced a photo of this..the parker chair..and commanded us to order it..okay!
in this turquoise fabric.
he felt confident that grouped with my pair of '70's magical swivel chairs in this funky roberta roller rabbit dotty fabric..and my new hex rug on the floor..
along with a bunch of new turquoise/navy pillows tossed around..

christopher spitzmiller has been on my radar for a long time now due to the simple fact that his colorfully elegant lamps are ubiquitous in all the top shelter mags.
and that is why i was delighted on saturday (at sister sandra's wedding) when mimi (my mom) pulled me over to meet christopher in the flesh.
it is not often that two ceramic lamp makers get to meet face to face at a wedding. well, to say the least he was uber charming, and delighted to share share share!! so natch conversation was a breeze..we have so much to learn from each other about our experience in the biz. unfortunately, we were shortly pulled to opposite sides of the room and did not get a chance to reconnect..but he invited us to visit his studio in NYC next time we are down..
and i told him..right back at ya christophe!

tragedy! emergency! i am dying. these double breasted/big shoulder padded jackets from the early 90's just make me think about ..this..and this really makes me think about..
this.