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iven the choice to work along side Kelly Wearstler or save my own mother from white slavery...well, let's just say there may be some heavy thinking happening. KW is the perfect mix of crazy and modern. There are quite a few items in my own decorating environment that make people question my sanity. Take my latch hook porn, for example. Or the giant metallic Christmas bow that one adorned my front door, but has taken permanent residence on a wall as a nod to Jeff Koons. KW and I also seem to share a love of pattern. One of my all time favorites is moire. My mother once made a bedspread and curtains in a rose moire. I loved it and yes, it was the 80's. La Wearstler has brought this back into my life in the form of dinnerware. I'm torn between the purple and the pink, but at fairly reasonable prices I think mixing and matching might be the ticket. We all go a little crazy sometimes.
oming off the recent heat wave in NY I am reminded of just how much I hate extreme weather. And, sweating. But, the hot flash I felt when I first saw this mirror from David Derksen Design was well worth any sweating I will do over the price of 1795eu. I mean, anything geometric and brown stirs my inner-70's child. The next phase of my deep eggplant colored bedroom will be heading in a super mod, super 70's direction and this mirror would be perfect over my bed...or on the ceiling? Bawmp, chica baump baump!
et that hideous thing out of my sight!
These are the words that landed me a job in advertising. The test for the job I had interviewed for was one of "taste". Apparently, the temp doing the job at the time would put the fresh flowers my boss would bring in into the ugliest vases - think FTD in Wichita. Well, my reaction to the vase I was shown indicated I was not to be trifled with when it came to style. Which leads me to the topic of vases and a company called Studio-A. I must reiterate here my affinity to anything Greek inspired and these designs in their cartoon-y nature just make me want to don a toga and walk around my apartment pouring my kittens some undeserved cream into their water bowls. I am somewhat of a slave to them anyway so the scene almost sounds apropos. In any case, check out the website for even more wonderful items. The tragedy here is that I'm pretty sure I can't afford any of them. The Gods are vengeful!!!
ermes is one of those iconic design houses that has stood the test of time and only gets better and better. Their home accessories are beyond perfection and the chain link inspired Rallye line of dinnerware has roots in classic racing tracks. The chain design is also seen in some wonderful jewelry which reminds me of another iconic staple in my life...Madonna. I once designed a huge poster for my High School homecoming dance my senior year. The idea behind these "crash posters" is to take the school mascot and do some sort of bloody rendition showing the impending domination and masacre of the opposing team. All classes were involved in the contest to see which one would be torn to pieces as the football jocks ran thru it at the beginning of the game.
Well, not on my watch. I was a Gay. I replicated the back of Madonna's first album and added tin foil to the chain she held across her neck. I loved it. The rest of my senior class was less than amused and we did not, in the end, win the contest. It did however don the bleachers at the Homecoming Dance and someone actually stole it at the end of the dance. I suspect another Gay.
ou'd be hard pressed to find anything that gets my cravings going like a new project. And, thanks to two good friends who recently re-located back to Manhattan, I'm on creative overload...in a good way. Helps to expand my mind when I have something specific to find and I had been trying to find the perfect small accent table when, as luck would have it, I was alerted to Bethan Gray's new line of furniture. Modeled after a classic men's shoe, her Brogue tables are a perfect blend of masculine and feminine. I'm not a fan of leather chairs or sofas (being a child of the 70's I remember chapping my legs on my Aunt's sofa after a summer swim) and have never thought them comfortable. But, TABLES! Yes, please!
