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Weekly Whiteout

2012-01-31T11:48:00.002-07:00

Oh, hello lovely fireplace. As if I needed MORE reasons to never leave my bed.

(image via Julie)

It's Cramped Up In This Bitch

2012-01-30T12:19:00.003-07:00

Trust me, I’ve gotten good at purging over the last year, and I know damn well that possessions don’t mean squat at the end of the day. But what does one do when their kid is a hoarder? Obviously he’s not sitting in a corner rocking back and forth while neatly stacking old magazine articles or anything, but let’s be real. Kids = STUFF. I like to consider myself a minimalist for the most part, and before his birth, I thought all Baby T would need would be our love and maybe a wooden block or two. Bwahahahaha. At some point I’ll post a pic of my living room to prove just how off base I was. In the interim, I’m dreaming of clean spaces and summer homes worth escaping to. After I win the Lottery. And travel with a cleaning crew. Thank you.

(images via Bolig)

A Toast To Tatas

2012-01-19T11:49:00.002-07:00

Sometimes the only way to move forward is to let something go. Today, my beautiful cousin, mother of two young boys and home to double Ds is undergoing a double mastectomy. For once, I don't have many words, but I DO have a lot of hope. Hope that her surgery is quick, that her recovery is speedy and that the outcome is positive. Here's to remembering to breathe and the renewed joy of going braless.

(Photo via lumieredumatin)

The Goods On The Globes

2012-01-17T16:00:00.005-07:00

Seriously, wouldn’t it be all kinds of awesome if I could post more than once a week?? I vow to be better. I may even shoot off TWO in the coming days.

Now on to serious business. Did you watch the Golden Globes or what? I tend to care only about the Red Carpet at such events, but a rekindled love for Ricky kept me glued to the set for the entire affair. I discovered several things about myself as the minutes ticked by: 1) I need to get out more. (Seriously, The Artist? No clue.) 2) I’m mildly obsessed with nude. Not THE nude, but the color nude. I would consider rocking a Snookie-like spray tan to pull it off on a daily basis. How snoozeville does that make me?? I mean, is nude even a color? Whatevs. Point is - most of my favorite getups were of a nude shade. I mean, I had a couple others. Silver and black mostly. Holy hell, you’d think I could throw some color up into this bitch, but no, not so much. Does that make me boring? Do I need to spice it up a bit?? No? Good, ‘cause it sounds like entirely too much work. Thankfully there are sweet furnishings to combat my inner bore. That makes me fun, right?

(all Red Carpet images via E!, John Van Koert brass and turquoise chairs at 1st Dibs, chrome base swivel chairs from Pieces Inc., deco style chandelier via Pieces Inc. sputnick wall sconce from 1st Dibs, Murano glass pendants at 1st Dibs, modern bar cart from Pieces Inc.)

Sup. I'm 6 Months Old.

2012-01-08T21:03:00.002-07:00

And why yes, I sure am rockin' camo PJs. I also can't decide if I like sucking on my fingers or a pacifier, but it's cool. Don't try to box me in. A man's gotta have choices, ya know? In fact, I think I'll have some mashed squash AND peas today. 'Cause that's just the kind of rule-breaking, 6-month old badass I am.

Festivus

2012-01-05T09:25:00.000-07:00

I have a lot of friends who moved to the desert from other parts of the world, and as a result, never feel that Christmas is very "Christmasy." No snow, blah, blah, blah, blue skies and 65 degrees, blah, blah, blah. They did not, however, grow up with my mom. She has this way of making everything magical, and this year was no exception. Surrounded by twinkling lights, perfectly wrapped presents and lots of family, Baby T's first Christmas couldn't have felt more festive. Christmas Eve was spent drinking too much Aquavit and singing Helan Gar (as happens every year), Christmas Day was dedicated to PJs, and Christmas Night left us happy and full of yummy food and wine. From her beautifully decorated home to her willingness to open her door to guests near and far, my mom embodies everything I hope to be to my new baby son. Thanks, Mom, for being the kind of mother I could only dream to be, and for making everything beautiful. Always.

XOXO

Weekly Whiteout

2012-01-03T06:26:00.001-07:00

Happy 2012, friends! I could go on and on (and on and on and on) about resolutions, but instead, I think I'll just say this - here's to high hopes, big milestones, white lacquer and the Mayans sucking at math. Word.

(image via The Hidden List)

Silent Night

2011-12-24T17:59:00.001-07:00

Here's to great family and friends, strong cocktails and sweet sleeping babes! Happy everything, everyone. See you in 2012!

Photo Fantabulousness

2011-12-18T22:11:00.018-07:00

Since the birth of T-Kong, I've done A LOT of things I said I never would. You know, like take my baby to a bar, rock a little spit-up like an accessory, let my living room be taken over by bright, shiny objects, and now...holiday photos. Not that I ever saw anything wrong with holiday photos, I just didn't consider myself a photo-on-a-card kind of gal. And then I saw Joanna Polling's site. Ummm, yeaaaa, she's the kind of photographer that makes me want to be a better person. As soon as I saw these shots of her own kids, I was suddenly overcome with the need to have as many photos of my own little guy as humanly possible. And then I needed to share those photos with anyone who cared enough to open the envelope. Lucky for us, Joanna not only fit us into her already busy schedule, but she was ridiculously patient AND didn't make me feel like a total ass while standing in the desert in my flip flops (smart) with my too-long jeans rolled up (seriously, who wears that to a photo shoot?). (Don't even get me started on how sweaty I was, by the way.) She even got my kiddo to smile despite his total exhaustion that day; an act of GOD I tell you. I could go on and on, but the moral of the story is that I can't thank her enough for how beautiful the shots turned out and how much we'll always cherish them, so instead I'm going to pimp her out from now until the end of time. So yeah, if you live in AZ, get on it already and contact her will ya? Sheesh.

PS-If you find a holiday card in the mail from me and we're not even that close, please accept my apologies. I blame the alien that seems to have taken over my body and turned me from dark and gloomy to sunshiny and gushy about all things babies, family and apparently holidays. Sigh.

(All images via Joanna Polling and her genius)

Deck The Halls With DIY

2011-12-13T20:25:00.006-07:00

This year the fam's decided to focus a lot on DIY Christmas gifts. Let me be clear - I am NO crafter. In fact, things like scrapbooks make me want to die. (Shudder). However, I'm all for a beautiful candle like the one my friend Jen shared awhile back, or some kind of baked good even. Then I saw this photo of a pendant made entirely of coffee filters and a flood of ambition washed over me. What's this? A gorgeous light that would impress my recipient not only with its beauty but with my mad creative skills?? The thought was fleeting though, after I realized how long it would take and that empty filters would only lead to the empty promise of coffee which would surely derail my ambition. You feel me? It's still purrrrtty to look at though. Sigh.

(Check out the DIY deets HERE)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-12-13T20:15:00.003-07:00

Holy balls it's been a long time since I blogged. Anyone else's days running together? Anyone?? No? Suck. What if I told you I've been taking on a little light reading? Yeah, that would be a lie. It would be awesome if I were like other bloggers I've seen of late who disappear for a short while only to come back and admit to working on big, fancy, lucrative projects that were taking them away from their daily posts. Sorry, friends, I'm pretty boring these days. Busy, but boring. I still got love for you though! I'll be back in some kind of normal routine soon I swear. Er, ish.

(image via I have no idea! Double suck.)

Gimme Shelter

2011-11-30T10:12:00.005-07:00

Architect Cary Tamarkin built his home for his family on Shelter Island, New York and I’ve decided I’d like to be adopted. I love how he keeps his lines clean and his décor minimal to instead focus on the natural elements of light, wood and water. I also love a space that doesn’t seem like it’s trying too hard, you know? Kind of like when you spend hours on your makeup to make it seem like you’re not wearing any. These days I’m all about searching for kid-friendly interiors, and with built-in furniture that won’t break and concrete floors that beg to get wet, this house more than fits the bill. Speaking of bills, how much do you think he’d charge for his designs? You know, gotta get my ducks in a row for when I win the Lottery/write a bestseller/score a reality TV gig/sell my soul to the devil.

(images by House Beautiful)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-11-29T10:59:00.001-07:00

Holy holidays. Anyone else shocked that it’s almost December??? I seriously just realized how long it’s been since I last posted. WTF? I swear someone is coming into my house in the middle of the night to steal my waking hours and I’m finding it horribly offensive. If he/she would like to steal some from my kid, however, I’d be totally fine with it.

Today I’m dreaming of a giant tub, a little natural light and an hour of silence. Oh and possibly a box of wine. Yep, no shame in my game.

(image via Skona Hem)

Your Seaside Subscription

2011-11-18T07:30:00.000-07:00

People, if you know about 20x200, you already know about Christian Chaize and his Praia Piquinia collection. (If you don't, get on it will ya?) I purchased two of the now mostly sold out photos and have long wished I'd snapped up more. That is, until I happened to come across this amazing opportunity on his website. Chaize is currently offering a subscription for just $600. For this price, he'll send you six 16x20 photos that are meant to work beautifully together, or on their own. Additionally, he'll send you a NEW print for every year he continues this collection, and all you'll have to pay for is shipping. Soooo yeaaaa, not that I have an extra $600 laying around, but I just may have to ask Santa to work his magic. Hear that, Santa? Just checking.

Get the Praia Piquinia subscription HERE.

(photos by Christian Chaize)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-11-14T17:06:00.005-07:00

Loving everything about this room. The pattern of the wood floors, texture of the tree, size of the light fixture, combination of the stone desk and Eames chairs, and of course, that heart. I wouldn't like at nearly as much if it sat empty, but with the single, offset photo? Brilliant.

(image first seen on Greige Design)

4-Month Moves

2011-11-11T14:01:00.010-07:00

Man, this place is dead today. Not a cub or a coug worth talking to up in this mix.

Oh wait, what's this? Well hellllo there, mamacita. Why thank you, I know I'm way more mature than my four-month age would lead you to believe. You're not so bad yourself. Now that the pleasantries are out of the way, waddya say we crack open a bottle of the house's finest?

Seriously, what can I do to make this happen? I'm willing to do just about anything to close the deal.

Eeesh, sorry, I get a little grabby when I'm excited. Bad hands! I swear I'm a really nice guy. Even a bit of a mama's boy if you can believe it.

...no but seriously, how about that bottle?

Weekly Whiteout

2011-11-08T06:26:00.002-07:00

Kind of obsessing over the textures in this room. And isn't that tree fantastic??

(image via Emmas Design Blog)

Home, Home On The Range...

2011-11-07T12:47:00.007-07:00

While I was down for the count after cataract surgery last week (yah, I'm 80, what's it to ya?) and enjoying guilt-free DAYTIME sleep, I was dreaming of a fabulous vacation. I know - daytime sleep and a vacation?? Unheard of, but whatevs. Usually my fantasies involve sandy beaches and warm blue waters, but not this time. Maybe it was because of the rain we got or that the temp finally dipped below 80, but I was suddenly craving a cozy fire and crunchy snow underfoot. Oh and yea, I'd like to experience both in this place. The Amangani Resort is a luxury locale in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, and it's open year-round. Not that I would go anytime other than the winter because it would obviously suck (rigggggght, see photos above). "What does the lovely name of the resort mean?" you wonder? Peaceful home. Yep. I approve that message.

Leather, Lover.

2011-10-28T11:00:00.000-07:00

There's something about a single leather chair in a room that feels both masculine and sexy. I'm in constant search of the perfect vintage piece to add to my ridiculous seating collection, but so far, nada. Maybe it's because I'm horribly indecisive, or maybe because I fear where there's one, there are a hundred. Not that living among an army of chairs in maze-like formation in a 2-bedroom condo is a bad plan. Can I get a what what?!

But seriously, if there was one piece of furniture that you'd give up all others for, what would it be? And no, you can't say Sean Penn as a stool. (You know who you are.)

(I swear I have sources for these images but I can't seem to find them. Stupid no-sleep zombie.)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-10-25T06:30:00.000-07:00

Ahhhh, Halloween decor that doesn't scare the hell outta me. Love it!

(image via Sweet Paul)

Hallow, Easy Costume

2011-10-24T06:45:00.000-07:00

What better way to start our week than by introducing you to the easiest Halloween costume on the planet? I'm pretty sure these killer ponchos are the love-child of pajama jeans and muumuus, and frankly, I couldn't be more stoked. I mean honestly, did you read my post on Friday? I'm a woman on the verge, people, and trying to squeeze my ass into a sexy nurse/devil/Disney character getup makes me want to die. But a blanket with a face? Now that's a fashion statement I can get behind. Literally.

(panda buddy, tiger buddy and owl buddy via Urban Outfitters)

Who I Am Today

2011-10-21T17:26:00.005-07:00

I am tired. I have a child whom, for whatever reason, suddenly doesn't feel like sleeping more than an hour at a time. I'm back in the office, facing 2-hour commutes, 3-hour meetings and impossible deadlines. I'm exhausted just getting dressed in the morning, let alone trying to juggle my work, my family and my friends. I'm overwhelmed with guilt some days while walking out the door...desperately trying to become a mother who works and not a working mother. I am the wife of a man who was laid off right before our baby was born and one-half of a couple in the midst of reevaluating priorities and responsibilities. I am trying to be thankful for his time with our son instead of jealous at my lack thereof. I am trying not to give myself a heart-attack and MS episode all at once. I am not as focused on happy hours, relaxing getaways, fabulous handbags and daily blog posts. I am dedicated to the happiness of a tiny little person, a loving relationship with my husband, combating my insurance company, and figuring out how to support our family while not working for The Man. I am trying to remember to breathe. I am terrified I will forget how. And then, in an instant, I am reading THIS article...

I am blessed. I am blessed. I am so very blessed.

(photo by Vivienne Ward)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-10-19T06:27:00.003-07:00

Though I'm married to my ceiling fan, I fantasize about gorgeous light fixtures in the bedroom. Don't judge. You'd do it too if you had to give up style, good taste and a touch of your pride simply in an effort to not spontaneously combust.

Stupid desert.

(image via Brick House)

Dear Maternity Jeans,

2011-10-13T08:55:00.005-07:00

Just want you to know you're doing a bang-up job masquerading as regular jeans. And none of that Coke Zero as real Coke business. People REALLY think you zip up. So thanks for that.

Sincerely,

Stretchy Pants McGee

P.S. Yes, I am aware I am no longer pregnant. Thank you.

(Button via BadgesByQuake)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-10-12T09:47:00.002-07:00

Well helllllllo glossy white cabinets, white subway tile and GORGEOUS butcher block counter tops. I don't know your story, but your style's got me all hot and heavy. If you're not doing anything later, I'd love to spend the day together. Or the night. Mmmmhhhhmmm, that just happened.

(image unknown)

I Am 3 Months Old

2011-10-10T07:30:00.000-07:00

And what I don't have in hair, I make up for with mad game and super rad style. Oh, and hand gestures. I love me a good hand gesture.

Super Pumper

2011-10-05T17:21:00.004-07:00

Scene
Vast wasteland of cubicles.

Mood
Bah.

Saga
Ongoing internal debate about the pros and cons of continuing to breast pump now that I’m back in the office.

Conversation about such saga with fellow mother/co-worker/friend
Me: “Pumping at work sucks, but…”
Her: …“it’s the most unselfish thing we can do for our children.”
Me: “Totally.”

For the record, I was about to say “but it burns so many calories.” Happy Thursday.

Love,
Selfish Mom

(Image via Davididaho)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-10-04T07:30:00.001-07:00

After my first day back at work yesterday, I would kill someone to soak in that tub. Realistically though, I'd probably just end up drowning from sheer exhaustion, and that's no fun for anyone. On that note, another coffee. Sigh.

(Image via Airspace)

Their Turf To Surf

2011-09-30T09:44:00.003-07:00

My company does this big "great places to work" thing. You know, recognizing people for their efforts with say, a water bottle or $10 Target gift card. Not that I'm givin' the stink eye to a $10 Target gift card, but I can think of better ways to reward employees for their hard work. Like providing them with a surf shack in Montauk exclusively for their use. You know, an impossibly COOL surf shack, for an impossibly cool company. This one, for example, is for the clients, staff and friends of those lucky enough to work at Chandelier Creative. For the love of God, even their website is all kinds of awesome at awesomville.com. (Yes, seriously.) So when I bid adieu to maternity leave and head back into the office on Monday, I'll be sure and stare at these pictures. Right before diving into endless hours of hard work in hopes of earning a sweet magnet. Another one. FML.

(First seen on Honestly WTF)

It's Black And White

2011-09-29T10:40:00.003-07:00

I spent more than a few minutes looking at these photos. Same furniture, same styling, yet totally different vibe. Ready for this? I like the black walls better. Uh, what dude? Maybe I'm in a dark period, or maybe I'm just picturing the white room covered in baby food/spit-up/other grossness, but it's speaking to me on a lot of levels. And you know what they say...once you go black you never go back. We'll just have to see about that.

(photos via Emmas Design Blog)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-09-27T14:33:00.003-07:00

Ah, a beautifully painted white floor and plenty of storage. Be still, my heart. The clown, however, I could do without. (Shudder.)

(Image via Emmas Design Blog)

Calling All Swingers

2011-09-23T09:34:00.003-07:00

I am a simple girl with simple tastes. Give me a beach, a patio and a beer and I'm a happy camper. Add to that a sweet beach house, pool, and rooftop bar you could pretty much get me to do anything you want. What's that you say? Swings as bar-side seating? Yeah, I could get down with that.

Rent this Cozumel gem HERE.

Weekly Whiteout

2011-09-20T09:25:00.002-07:00

That table, those floors, the greenery...perfection. I love a huge family-style dining table for large gatherings, don't you? Not that I'm into cooking for large gatherings but whatevs. Booze is a food group, right?

(image via Airspace)

The New Order of Disorder

2011-09-18T18:50:00.010-07:00

I remember when I used to laugh at my friends who had kids. Toys everywhere, laundry piled up in corners, dishes in the sink...I swore I'd never let it happen. I also swore I'd never watch Jersey Shore, and well, you know. Thank God photos like this one exist to keep me from getting sucked down the rabbit hole of function over form. Loving everything from the use of concrete in the bath, to the gorgeous bed in the master, to the open windows in the living room. And oh, that clean kitchen. Check out the lady of the house all calm and collected with her beautiful scarf and what is sure to be a delicious cup of FRESH coffee. Watching me, judging, all "look at my nursery/guest room with it's fancy art and bare floors." Sigh.

(images via House to Home)

Waddup, Yo?!

2011-09-15T13:31:00.003-07:00

So yeah, I'm back, baby! Ish. Started working from home last week (ding) but working nonetheless (dong). I'm spending many, many hours trying to get back into the groove and shake off the rust and seriously, this shit is tough. Even though I'm around T-Kong all day and the hubs is currently playing Mr. Mom, I'm still having withdrawals and just can't seem to get my head into work. So while my day-job is again sucking my will to live, I've decided to make it my after-my-baby-passes-out job to figure out a job I love and will allow me more time at home. Any ideas? Positions currently being considered: professional chef, celebrity stylist, top-dollar interior designer, glass-blower, sommelier, brewer and photographer. Problems with said jobs include: burning toast, not knowing any celebrities, drinking my products, having shaky hands and no professional design training. Suck. Have I ever told you I dropped my design major in college because of the math requirements? Big. Fat. Mistake. If I could go back and do it again, I'd hire a tutor and make it work, because truth be told, interiors have always been my real passion. Don't get me wrong, I love me some written word, but if given the choice between choosing paint colors and choosing synonyms, I'll take the paint all day long. So yeah, anyone want to hire a professional writer/would-be designer with no training other than her good design genes and pleasant demeanor? Just checking.

Anyhoo, missed you, peeps! Let's do this thing.

(photo via Box of Crayons)

I Am Six Weeks Old Today

2011-08-19T13:05:00.004-07:00

And developing quite a personality.

Carry on.

Pump, Poop, Puke. Repeat.

2011-08-08T15:21:00.004-07:00

Well hello there outside world! How you be?? Thought I'd drop in for a quick second to say hi and offer up some recent pics of Tyler and his many adorable faces. Oh, and his parents' faces, which don't happen to look nearly as relaxed as their offspring's. Please note that I seem to have developed excessive forehead wrinkles, homeless person brows and a lazy eye in the last few weeks. Think that will focus on or divert attention away from the fact that my eyes are also two different colors? Whatevs, I'm so tired I couldn't care less. My husband, on the other hand, would like the record to reflect that he has a widow's peak and he is not, I repeat NOT losing his hair. Mmmm hmm.

So yeah, this whole motherhood thing? H.A.R.D. Don't get me wrong, it's all kinds of amazing and I adore our little man more than I ever thought possible, but to all the peeps out there who told me it would be "cake" I say, go to hell. Thank you. I love you, but you're all big fat liars. What's been cake is choosing sleep over laundry, feeding the baby over feeding myself and washing my armpits with a baby wipe in lieu of, well, not. TMI? Without going into crazy detail, let's just say I have a whole new respect for my mom, for my hubs' mom who did this by herself at a very young age, and for anyone who's done this more than once. I'm just sayin'.

When I get more than a second to breathe, I'll tell you allll about the wonders and mishaps (I know you're excited). But for the moment I have a baby that needs cuddling and boobs that need pumping. That's right, no shame in my game. Mommy-among-the-mayhem...out.

Tyler Michael

2011-07-13T22:35:00.002-07:00

Peeps, I'd like to introduce our newest addition. Tyler Michael was born Friday, July 8th at 9:48 p.m. via c-section. "Why c-section?" you ask? 9 lbs., 14 oz. and 22 in. long, that's why. We're head over heels in love with our little "big" man, and the hubs already has him in training for the NBA.

I'll be taking some time off blogging for awhile, but wanted to share the news before I left you. Until we meet again, here's to long naps, short showers and the smell of newborn skin.

Weekly Whiteout

2011-07-05T09:57:00.003-07:00

I love a good blue and white stripe, especially against an all-white background. (Duh.) And seriously? Don't you think photos like this are proof enough that one doesn't ALWAYS have to make their bed?? I'm goin' with it. Now if only I could make not washing my hair this cool.

(image via Decor8)

Unfinished Notes To My Unborn - #7

2011-07-01T15:04:00.003-07:00

Baby Mc, you are due tomorrow, July 2. I don't feel any differently than I did yesterday, but the day is young. I just have this feeling though, that you're holding out for what you believe to be a more meaningful moment. Maybe a date dedicated to celebrations, BBQs, friends and family, and fireworks that fill the night sky with magic. Your birth, however, is reason enough to celebrate - we have waited to meet you for so long. I have thought long and hard over the past few months about all the things I want to tell you, the secrets I will share and the promises I'll make, and now seems as good a time as any to begin. My first vow to you is that no matter when you decide to make your first appearance, your birthday will always be my favorite holiday. Because you, little man, are the greatest gift we could ever dream of receiving.

Happy holiday weekend, friends. Here's to a starting out next week with a bang!

(photo by Sassy Bitch Ears)

Hump Day Happiness

2011-06-29T06:46:00.005-07:00

If you haven't checked these sites out yet you're seriously missing out. Dear Photograph brings the past into the present while Animals Being Dicks features, well, animals being dicks. Nothin' wrong with that.

Weekly Whiteout

2011-06-28T09:15:00.002-07:00

Loving the textures in this photo, and of course the very suspicious kitty. Don't you think he'd make a great dinner guest? Meeeeeow.

(image via Emmas Design Blog)

Sea Section

2011-06-27T12:02:00.004-07:00

Oh beautiful beach house, with your smooth stone and tall grass - how you take my mind off all things baby. And to think my second grade said being easily distracted was a bad thing. Take that, Mrs. Shock.

(images from Bo Bedre)

Mama Mia

2011-06-23T21:09:00.006-07:00

Considering I'm only a week away (we hope) from people taking ungodly photos of me in various gowned, moaning, groaning and pushing action shots, I thought it only right to post one of my mom in the same, ahem, position. Oh, and another in her super cool maternity wear. (She'll be thrilled to discover I was wearing nearly identical pants yesterday.) My dad sent these shots to me today and I was SHOCKED that I'd never seen them before. I honestly don't know what I love more...that my mom is rocking blue eyeshadow or that she brought her own retro pillow to the party. Also, please note the lips. Did you know that in addition to ballooning bums and boobs, pregnancy can also give you bee-stung smackers?? I did not, but I can assure you that I do now. The hubs has taken to calling me Thick Lips if that's any indication of what's going on up in here. And while YOU may not think my mom's lips justify a Jolie moment, just ask her collection of lip liners, glosses, and chapsticks - we are a normally thin-lipped crew, to be sure. I've always aspired to be like my mom, so I was thrilled to see the curse of the giant kisser is nothing more than a little case of "like mother like daughter." My new question, however, is whether it will be "like mother like son" with the birth of our baby boy? Because let's be real...I look PISSED in that last photo. Oye.

Weekly Whiteout

2011-06-20T17:15:00.006-07:00

What's better than an elegant, all-white room? An elegant, all-white STORE dedicated solely to colorful macaroons. Yep, that's a VERY good idea indeed. Thanks to Noe at Adella Avenue for passing it on!

(Maison Du Macarons first seen on EclecChic)

Can You Feel The Heat Comin' From My Undercarriage?

2011-06-20T09:13:00.004-07:00

If you haven't seen "Bridesmaids" yet, please disregard the title of this post. And then immediately go see it. Thank you. Annnnnyway, it's been BALLS hot here the past couple of days. So much so, that while I had every intention of seeking out a tropical paradise where the hubs and I could pretend vacation this morning, I somehow ended up here. In Slovenia. In an igloo. I don't even like the snow and I gotta admit this looks mighty appealing in some weird way. Waddya think? Would you ever stay in a hotel made of ice?? Mmmmmm, vodka.

(rental on Airbnb)

Back to Basics

2011-06-15T09:32:00.009-07:00

Recently, the mother of a dear friend lost her house to a nasty fire. Thankfully she wasn’t hurt, but she did lose everything she owned. Sigh. Now she’s faced with started over completely, and filling a new house with everything from soap to sofas. As her mom is understandably overwhelmed, my friend decided to take on this HUGE project pretty much on her own, and reached out to me for a tiny bit of help. Through a series of questions (“if you were a chair, what kind of chair would you be” type stuff), we were able to determine that her mom gravitated towards traditional/coastal with a splash of contemporary. Better yet, she gave me a great place to start by falling in love with a bedroom set from Restoration Hardware. Anywho, just thought you’d be interested in seeing my thoughts and ideas. Hopefully they don’t suck. Oh, and the sentence about the lamps keeping the space "like and airy"? Yeah, that should be light. Bah.

Sources:
1. hathaway swivel glider from Crate and Barrel; 2. elise floor mirror from Pottery Barn; 3. Benjamin Moore paint in elmira white; 4. lancaster whitewash; 5. white dove; 6. "fragmented fields" giclee at Neiman Marcus; 7. creamsicles print from Crate and Barrel; 8. seaglass french ring sheets by Serena and Lily; 9. aqua border frame duvet; 10. aqua border frame shame; 11. aqua diamond quilt euro sham; 12. white introspect frames from Z Gallerie; 13. zak table lamp at Crate and Barrel; 14. bacchus table bedside lamp from Pottery Barn; 15. horsebit large silver tray from Haus Interior; 16. empire rosette sleigh bed from Restoration Hardware; 17. empire rosette closed nightstand; 18. empire rosette 8-drawer dresser

Weekly Whiteout

2011-06-14T07:15:00.000-07:00

This rug is haunting my dreams. I've seen it in many shots over the years and realized it was even featured in one of my first Weekly Whiteouts. What do you think it means? Yeah, I think we're destined to be together, too. I'm coming for you, rug...and maybe you too, awesome basket hamper-thingy by the tub.

(image via Style Files)

Lofty Expectations

2011-06-10T09:12:00.006-07:00

I'm crazy for all things Ochre. The clean lines of the furniture, the magical twinkle of the chandeliers - I would furnish my entire home with their collection. Then maybe my home would suddenly look like this. Oh, the wonder.

(images by Ditte Isager)

Unfinished Notes To My Unborn - #6

2011-06-09T09:04:00.003-07:00

Unfortunately, the f-bomb is one of my favorite words. I’m really hoping to replace it with something more child-friendly in the coming months, but yeah, let’s work on it not being your first utterance just in case.

P.S. It’s little things about your father (like his comment on this post) that fill me with excitement to meet you. To know that you will be an extension of all the incredible things that he is, and that I am lucky enough to be blessed with both of you, makes me the happiest wife/mom/woman on the planet.

(print by Pollyblack)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-06-07T09:25:00.002-07:00

When I'm on deadline and feel more like slacking than writing, I tend to blame my "office." Now 1/4 of our bedroom and shoved in the corner, it's not exactly an, ahem, inspiring space. If I had THIS to work with, however, I imagine I'd not only fly through my deadlines, but take on more clients, start and finish a novel, and possibly run the country. In reality, I'd probably spend all day admiring my floors and gazing out the window, but dammit, I'd be really inspired doing it.

(image via Anna Gillar)

Frugal Fridays - Adjustable Price

2011-06-03T10:06:00.004-07:00

While decorating the nursery, I was on the hunt for the perfect side table. It needed to be small enough to fit in between the bed and chair, but big enough for a lamp, clock and drink for me. (I’ll leave the kind of drink to your imagination.) I’d mentally catalogued of a bunch of potential suitors before settling on the West Elm Martini, and this adjustable accent table was one of them. And then, dun dun dun, I actually went to check it out at Design Within Reach. … “does that seriously say $1,150? Uhhh, what dude??” Needless to say, I crossed it off the list. Enter Overstock.com, where I’m convinced I should probably look for accent pieces like this before checking out any other place. Seriously, does anyone else wonder what could be THAT different that charging $1,000 more is justified? Don’t get me wrong, I love me some DWR, but that’s a lot of shoes/handbags/wine. I’m just sayin’.

(Eileen Gray Stainless Steel Accent Table from Overstock.com and Adjustable Table E1027 from Design Within Reach)

The Nursery - A Not So Short Story

2011-05-31T15:58:00.022-07:00

Well, friends, here it is! The latest version of Baby Mc’s nursery in all its glory. For some reason the pics are making the space look a little bigger than it is, but whatevs, I’ll take it. The whole room started with the fabulous painting by Michelle Armas. Originally I’d thought it would be an over-our-bed piece, but when we found out we were preggers I just couldn’t resist. They say (you know, “they”) that babies love color and texture, and well, this beauty has both in spades. When I thought about this room, I knew only that I didn’t want it focused on Hot Wheels, and that I did want it to be distinct for our little guy without being too far removed from the rest of our space. Hence, modern meets vintage meets comfortable as hell was born. This is where I admit to putting my Eames rocking chair in storage in favor of a custom glider/recliner. That’s right, I said it. There are a few décor-related words that make me want to die, including ceiling fan, sponge paint and recliner, and yet, I went there. I feel better that the pull is hidden deep within the inner cushions, but still. Let’s just say I had to make a choice, and my choice landed upon my ever-widening butt NOT wanting to rest in a hard, cold, plastic shell at 2 a.m. Stop judging me.

As I’m currently having a love affair with blue and gray, I was stoked to pull these colors out against the white furniture. Oh and speaking of white furniture, I had long pictured theWalmart Baby Mod Parklane crib up in here, only to realize the legs wouldn’t fit in glass jars. Glass jars, you say? That’s right, to keep the SCORPIONS at bay. As if being a first-time parent isn’t terrifying enough, these are the kinds of nightmarish things haunting my desert dreams. Bastards. Luckily I stumbled upon the Baby Mod Modena crib and changing table and am just as happy. Ish. The crib skirt and bumper are custom from Carousel Designs, and the sheet is themini dots grey by DwellStudio. And don’t you worry, I promise the bumper is currently just for show and will be retired until Baby Mc can properly turn himself over.

Since this room is also still our guest bedroom, we traded our queen bed for my parents’ pop-up twin trundle that has been around for almost as long as I have. No, not the mattresses, but the frames themselves which are super old and most importantly, super well-made. The picture ledge above the bed is home to our favorite old photos of us as kids with our parents and grandparents. I love the idea of surrounding our newest addition with love and memories from the past. I’m also secretly hoping that the picture of my Viking grandmother will come to life one night when I’m having a stage five meltdown and urge me to pull myself together. She was good that way.

Now that we’re talking about heritage…how ADORABLE is the print above our changing table? A dear friend made it for us, and it reads “sweet dreams” in English, Gaelic, Swedish and Italian, to represent pieces of both the Hubs and me. Such a thoughtful, sweet gift, it makes me teary eyed even now. Hew. And just when I think I’ve recovered, I look to the left where notes from my girlfriends hang - ready to offer a laugh or much-needed piece of motherly advice. Sniff.

This shelf houses a few cherished toys and books from childhood, and yes, that IS a giant apple.

My grandmother knitted these sweaters for me when I was a baby. I wish I could've gotten a better shot, but the top one has a duck and the bottom features two little lambs. So cute!

And last but not least, some little animals to keep the little guy company. I'm kind of obsessed with the sleeping bunny, and also thinking our grown-up bathroom needs another version of Sparkly Pony's whale tissue holder. It's THAT cute.

And we're done! Balls, are you sick of me yet? I'm sick of myself. I am glad, however, that I got to stage some shots for you before real life sets in. You know when q-tips take over the pretty white jars, diapers cover the floor and my sanity heads out the window. I'll be sure and look back at this post when I've been in my bathrobe for three days and have made the recliner my permanent residence. Until then, thanks for hanging with me...and judging me silently!

Weekly Whiteout

2011-05-31T07:15:00.001-07:00

Hello, lovahs! Long time no chat. How's things?? I definitely missed you during my little hiatus, but I must say I was able to not only recharge, but I got a TON of stuff done. Boo ya. I should have nursery pics to show you tomorrow, but until then here's a fabulous white space to hold you over. Seriously, how sweet are those windows and doors?? Double boo ya.

(image via Emmas Design Blog)

Please Stand By

2011-05-22T22:26:00.003-07:00

Peeps, I'm taking a little break this week. A small MS episode and being about 100 months pregnant has left me feeling a little, ahem, wiped out. I'm gonna take this week to get my life together, get some sleep and hopefully get back to feeling like a human being. You feel me? I'll be back next week fo sho, and with any luck I'll have photos of the nursery to show you. Woot! Until then, (insert elevator music). Smooches!

(photo by Lola's Room)

Unfinished Notes To My Unborn - #5

2011-05-18T17:09:00.006-07:00

I’m scared to tell you I have MS, but even more scared you’ll see it before I can.

Along the same lines, just because my vision kinda sucks doesn't mean I won't catch you trying to sneak out when you're older. I'm all kinds of stealthy.

(photo by Lauren B Photography)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-05-17T07:15:00.000-07:00

I love me some good tulip chairs. And Nelson pendant lamps. And shiny white lacquer. And modern furnishings atop old-world travertine. I know, I know. I'm easy. Er, something.

(image via Design Shimmer)

Two If By Sea - Kate's Custom Collection

2011-05-15T20:27:00.008-07:00

Kate from San Francisco sent me a super sweet email this weekend asking if I could create an inspiration board for her new space. Well, duh! I love this stuff almost as much as frosting right outta the tub (don't judge, I'm all kinds of pregnant these days). Annnnyway, Kate is having a tough time incorporating her southern Cali roots with her current northern Cali digs, and on top of it feels like her style may be too girly for her new hubs. I could totally relate to her worries, as right after my honeymoon I tried to introduce pale pink pillowcases into our boudoir. Uh yeah, that wasn't a hit. The bottom line is that no matter HOW many times the men in our lives tell us they don't care what we do, they're still not down with rainbows, potpourri and stuffed animals on the bed. Brew no. So, Kate, here's a plan I'm thinking might work to keep you both happy, and above all, unicorn-free.

First, let's talk color. Pale blues, grays and creamy whites are pretty gender neutral and will remind you of your favorite beaches back home. The textures of rope and wood are a great way to add interest without overwhelming your man with too many patterns (it's all about baby steps, friends). Plus, I happen to have a weird obsession with driftwood and let's be real, that bed flat-out ROCKS. I'm also loving the bowls with gold rims to hold your pretties. Earrings, necklaces, hell, even keys would look gorgeous living there. It's a way to keep your girly side organized without being under lock and key. I mean, we ARE girls after all. Sheesh. Finally, the wall flower art reminded me of all the under-water beauty you talked about seeing on your dives, and the photo is a great upgrade to the shirtless-surfer posters we all had in college. (Mmmmm, surfers.)

So there you have it! Kate, I hope you're able to glean at least a little inspiration from what I've pulled together here. Keep me posted on how everything turns out and remember, at the end of the day, we ladies have ways of making our fellas see the style light. I'm just sayin', sister!

wakeful ikat sheet set at Anthropologie, wall flower art at Jayson Home and Garden, surf life print by isofoto, pom pom pillow covers at West Elm, Benjamin Moore paint in van courtland blue and ozark shadows, dishes via Up In the Air Somewhere, menlo lamp and illusion end table from Anthropologie, linea bed at Crate and Barrel)

Unfinished Notes To My Unborn #4

2011-05-12T09:10:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I sing really loudly to old-school rap songs that I should probably deem inappropriate for babies. Until you’re of age to remember though, I plan on pretending they’re lullabies. Word to yo' motha. (Literally.)

(print via Hula 70)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-05-10T09:14:00.004-07:00

You'll be happy to know I spent a good chunk of last week getting my life together and organizing the nursery. I figured I better get on it before Baby Mc arrived only to then suddenly vanish under a pile of clothes/diapers/tiny person socks. Now the room looks like this. Woot! Okay no, not really. Secretly I was hoping because Mari Erikkson took this photo and my very own mother's name just haaaappens to also be Mari, that as soon as I posted it some magical fairy would sprinkle white dust over the room and poof, it would be transformed. Hmmm, on second thought, maybe the sprinkling of white dust begs more for designer drugs than designer digs. I'll rethink this plan and get back to you.

Frugal Fridays - Best Foot Forward

2011-05-05T17:38:00.004-07:00

I know I know, it's been a LONG time since I've done a Frugal Friday post. And I also know I normally focus on home decor, but I just couldn't resist. So yeah, we're breaking all the rules today. You in? The thing is, kankles with a side of Flintstone feet SUCK and I find myself having serious shoe envy lately. It's not that I don't love my flip flops day in and day out, but it'd be super sweet to have options. Options like these fun espadrille-esque flats...especially for $14. Stupid Flintstone feet.

(Kate Spade lido flats, mossimo supply co. ownah stripe espadrilles at Target)

Shades Of Summer

2011-05-05T10:28:00.003-07:00

Today I'm sucked in by the watery colors of these images from Studio Fludd. If I could, I'd design my whole house around this palette, and maybe even my makeup. Don't judge - you know you love it. Cool blue rules.

Gray Matter

2011-05-04T09:35:00.004-07:00

Haven't you heard? Gray is the new white. Okay no, not really, but it's almost equally as fabulous in my book. Almost. Something else fabulous? The reclaimed wood dining table and side table on casters. Loooove it (singing).

(images via Skona Hem)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-05-03T07:15:00.000-07:00

Textures, oh glorious textures, how I love thee. And dresser, let me count the ways...sigh.

(Image via Emmas Design blog)

Cap It Off

2011-04-26T16:08:00.008-07:00

Even though I'm not a huge fan of red, I've always loved this photograph by Slim Aarons. It reminds me of Palm Springs and of my grandparents and their super stylish friends. Instead of beers and brats by the pool as is expected these days, I picture champagne punch and tiny fruit plates. Oh, and swim caps. I mean, who doesn't love a swim cap?? I have a BBQ coming up in a couple weeks...I'll let you know who doesn't love them.

(arctic pear wall light from Ochre, suzanne kasler sunburst mirror #4 at Ballard Design, sip of gold champagne cups from William and Son, penthouse pool by Slim Aarons, caster table from Mjolk, the theodore sofa at Jayson Home and Garden)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-04-26T09:25:00.003-07:00

I swear to you, if you walked into our condo right now you'd believe me to be a hoarder. Between endless baby stuff, things we're going through for an upcoming garage sale and my husband's stash of Jordans (yep, that's right, the shoes), I'm ready to take a backpack and move into a lean-to on the patio. As soon as I saw this space though, the sun came out, the birds started chirping again, my hives dissipated, and I knew I had to share it with you. I plan on keeping it in my mental Rolodex to stop the internal screams. Feel free to do the same.

(Image via Emmas Design blog)

Veracruzin' My Way To A Buzz

2011-04-22T13:50:00.005-07:00

This post is dedicated to my friend who’s in need of a Mexico moment. Question is, when we goin’ and how soon can I get my hands on a Corona ? And yes, I think my unborn will look all kinds of dapper in a sombrero.

(Hotel Azucar, first seen on Anthology)

The Swells Of Sea Foam

2011-04-22T09:36:00.005-07:00

I have a thing for this color. I'm not talking about a one-night stand kind of thing, but rather a full fledged "let's make this legal" love affair. It reminds me of the ocean - of salt spray, sunshine and turquoise water. It makes me want to uncork a bottle of champagne, hop a yacht for St. Barts and show off my tan legs and bright pink toenails. Oh, and my tiny white bikini. (That's right, this is the kind of day dream I'm having so just give it to me, okay?) Ahhhh, sea foam, I love you - you make me want to be a better person. Or at least a tanner, thinner one. Sigh.

(image via Design Sponge, lamp by vij5, icelandic silk velvet appliqué pillows from Mjolk, duvet cover in mint and gold by Karen Barbe, splash table at Lannone, marais a chair in mint from DWR)

Ideas In Bloom

2011-04-21T11:05:00.004-07:00

Just a little eye candy for your Thursday. If you've never checked out A Creative Mint before, you are SO missing out on gorgeous photography, inspirational boards and creative projects that will blow your mind. Consider yourself briefed. Thank you.

(all images via A Creative Mint)

Showboat

2011-04-20T08:17:00.007-07:00

Have you ever been on a houseboat? I have, and let me tell you they can be a tad, ahem, shady to say the least. Enter this AMAZING masterpiece in Paris. Beautiful decor, unobstructed views, the ability to throw a party on the move...yea, I could get down with that. Who's with me?? Wine on the deck in an hour! What whaaaaat!

(Images via Living Agency)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-04-19T10:19:00.003-07:00

I love how this kitchen is totally clean and modern yet they’ve left the original doors. (Pocket doors, perhaps?) And what about the floors - new or original? Either way, this space and its attached counter/dining area had me at hello. As did that cake stand full of what I imagine to be freshly baked pastries. Mmmmm, pastries.

(Image via Anna Gillar)

Waterworks

2011-04-15T09:18:00.004-07:00

Would you guys think less of me if I moved into a studio that looked like this? I mean, check out that outdoor space! So it's a bathroom - details, details. I feel like I'd be very content there. Now, who's up for a dinner party?

(image via Emmas Design Blog)

Mapquest

2011-04-13T12:17:00.005-07:00

With travel playing such a huge part in my family's life, it only seems right to incorporate some kind of map into Baby Mc's room. I mean, my geographer father had me navigating from the back of the station wagon at a VERY young age for the love of God. (And yes, it's cool to get lost.) Luckily, I also happen to think maps are awesome and graphic and cool, and perfect for a budding Travel Channel host. I'm just sayin'. Problem is, I kind of love alllll of them, don't you? I've had my eye on the Famille Summerbelle laser cut-based print for a long time, but I've also fallen for the mod look from Albie Design and the textures by Crafterall. And let's be real, I can't buy them all. The only people you see with walls of maps end up living off the grid in bunkers or on epis of Law and Order. Balls, I hate decisions. And bunkers.

Weekly Whiteout

2011-04-12T09:10:00.004-07:00

So I've been waking up at 5:30 to go on these long walks right? I mean, obviously I know exercise is great for the baby, great for my psyche, blah, blah, blah, so you'd think my bed would be onboard. Not so much. I swear that comfy slice of heaven tries to sabotage my every morning move. Can you imagine the hot mess that would be my life if THIS were my bedroom?? Let's just say you'd see me on some kind of A&E special fo SHO.

(image via Design Shimmer)

Funky Fresh

2011-04-08T10:53:00.004-07:00

Bah. I'm in a funk today. The weather is gray, my mood is gray and well, I'd like to hide out in one of these gray(ish) bathrooms. Who's with me?? Okay, I guess that could get weird. Dibs on the clawfoot.

(images via Emmas Design blog and Anna Gillar)

A Happy Equation

2011-04-05T14:23:00.008-07:00

4 years of dating + 3 of married bliss + 1 tiny baby boy on the way = happier than I ever thought I could be.

I love you more than you know. And also, you're very hot, so thanks for that. Happy anniversary, hot stuff!

Weekly Whiteout

2011-04-05T10:17:00.003-07:00

Now this is a table set for spring. And what do you think...are those plates displayed on the shelves?? It would take me about 15 seconds to knock those bad boys down, but what a lovely 15 seconds it would be.

(image via Eclecchic)

Saturday, I Showered

2011-04-04T08:56:00.007-07:00

Today I am so full of love. My best friend of 25 years came to town this weekend to throw me the sweetest baby shower in the history of baby showers, and I am still overwhelmed with joy thinking about it. Held at my parents' beautiful home, there were thoughtful touches around every corner and teary eyes (mine of course) every other minute. Nobody endured games about diapers or over the top themes, just enjoyed subtle moments full of sunshine, happiness and lots of delicious food. There were photos from my childhood above the fireplace, and fresh spring flowers in every room. My nearest and dearest hung words of love and encouragement from a beautiful branch, all of which are now hanging from a silk ribbon on the nursery door.

Two fabulous girlfriends took unbelievable photos while another provided the incredible food - despite the gourmet spread it's only her "hobby" and she swears it took no time at all. (Sure.) And when all the fun was over and wrapping paper was everywhere, my bf asked that everyone take a candle home...to light when I go into labor.

Thank you, dear friends and family, for showering me with one of my happiest days. I have never felt more blessed, more loved, or more thankful for you in my life. And on that note, I need to grab a tissue.

A Star is Reborn

2011-03-29T16:44:00.005-07:00

I’ve been thinking a lot today about sustainability (thanks to a certain someone who knows who they are) and about the beauty that can be found when an everyday object is turned into something unexpected. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen something fabulous/costly and thought, “well hot damn, I could definitely create that out of X,Y,Z.” You know you’ve been there. I fell in love with Christiane Högner’s All for One shelf the moment I saw it in Dwell, and really, it’s just brilliant. Not only functionally, but artistically as well. Despite living in tract house hell, I loathe decorating like everyone else on my block and this is one of those pieces that would set me apart. I mean, if someone else hadn’t already created it and it wasn’t already out there in the world to be cherished by all. Sigh. A couple other things I find fascinating these days are newspaper wood by Vij5, and the pool noodle rooftop lounge created by my very own cousin, Darien. My, ahem, younger, brilliant architect of a cousin. (Showoff.)

Anyway, read more about all this wonderfulness and keep me posted about your own creations will ya? I promise not to steal them. Ish.

(More about Christiane Högner, more about newspaper wood, more about noodles and such)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-03-29T09:54:00.003-07:00

I love how the mirror is framed and hung here, and also the stacks of pillows on the bed. The real question though, is whether or not you think Charlie Sheen would gravitate towards this space?? WINNING! I’m just sayin’.

(image from James Merrell)

Room to Grow

2011-03-28T10:47:00.003-07:00

I know you’ve all been glued to your seats in anticipation of our nursery (er, something) so I’m happy to report we’ve finally made some decisions up in here! We’ve settled on fun, clean and modern with a dash of vintage, with lots of glossy white (duh) and pops of aqua and gray. Oh, and every other color in this gorgeous painting of ours. I love adult art in a nursery so this stunner by Michelle Armas was practically a no-brainer. In fact, it really helped me dictate the style of the rest of the space. The hubs and I are keeping the rest of the wall art pretty simple, and cherished photos and books from our childhood as well as small mementos will make an appearance fo sho. I'm not really a "theme" person so hopefully the nursery is baby friendly without being, well, babyish. While the room is much further along here than in real life, we DID manage to put the crib together this weekend without killing each other. The changing table, on the other hand, well that remains to be seen.

(animal series wall art by Spot on Square at Design Public, our own Le Klint pendant lamp, our own painting by Michelle Armas, karl zahn animal box – rhino at Fawn and Forest, sweet dreams banner at Catbird, custom crib bedding from Carousel Designs, Dwell Studio transportation crib sheet, mini-mozart the monkey from Blabla Baby, martini side table from West Elm, Oeuf sparrow white crib - though ours is from Walmart and I just couldn’t find a non-fugly photo - whale tissue holder by Gnome Sweet Gnome)

Subbin' for the Snuggie

2011-03-24T09:34:00.005-07:00

I have a friend who takes part in a Snuggie pub crawl every year. "What the hell is that?" you ask? Well friends, it's a bunch of 30-something dudes who ride their beach cruisers around old-town Scottsdale in their Snuggies trying to pick up ladies. You know, the kind of ladies who are far more interested in Bentleys than brews, so obviously the Snuggie goes over REALLY well. Now, imagine how many chicks he'd score if he stood out from the crowd in a sea pelt or sheild of wings. Get on it, buddy - you know who you are. Ca-caw.

(the seapelt and shield of wings by Mjolk)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-03-22T07:30:00.000-07:00

Oh, well looky what we have here. Two chairs in very close proximity with one being used a side table. Not to mention how gorgeous the weathered robin's egg blue is against the white and gray. Brilllliiaaannnttt (singing).

(Image via Emmas Design blog)

Chairlift

2011-03-21T07:30:00.001-07:00

Okay, peeps, we have some very important business to attend to here. So you know I have this chair obsession, right? Well, I'm being forced to part with one of my beloved. Okay, not FORCED, but with chairs already hiding in closets, at my parents' house, in storage and in my dreams, I'm trying to be a grownup and have decided to put it on the market. Sigh. Let me tell you, this baby is a beauty. A vintage Herman Miller Eames fiberglass shell chair from the 1950s, it's in amaaaazing condition. Seriously, it's all kinds of awesome. Even the original mounts and stickers of authenticity are bright and shiny. Anywho, I'm thinking of putting it on eBay but thought I'd put it out to my lovely readers first. So, if you love mid-century pieces as much as I do, give me a shout, yo, and we'll talk business. You know, the important business of chairs.

Desert Nomad

2011-03-16T08:21:00.003-07:00

The hubs and I finally settled on heading to Tucson for a relaxing getaway before the baby comes. Our plan was to stay at a great hotel at the base of the mountains where there is no DJ, college girls in g-strings or people who will stare in horror at the pale whale swimming without shame (moi). So we had this all planned out, right? Well then I came across this place. Stunning views of the desert, simple decor, and far removed from the general public - and now I'm confused all over again. Bah.

(Rent this gem here on Airnb)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-03-15T09:28:00.003-07:00

Honestly, everything else I could possibly talk about today seems ridiculously unimportant. To make a donation to the Red Cross and help those in need, go here. Sigh.

(image via Cupcakes and Cashmere)

A Tall Drink of Water

2011-03-11T08:49:00.008-07:00

This post was originally going to be allllll about the patio because let's be real, it rocks, and I LOVE me a good patio. But how could I not talk about the rest of the house when it looks like this?? Personally, with a property and view like this, I could be convinced to pitch a tent and live off the land somewhere the owners wouldn't really notice me. But when you start adding elements like that gorgeous kitchen, bedroom fireplace and tub?? Forget it, I'm upgraded to stalker status. Hope they don't mind if I take a bath while they're at work.

(Sadly, I can't remember where I found this house. I blame pregnancy brain. Bah.)

Elemental Beauty

2011-03-08T18:37:00.006-07:00

It's kind of amazing what a piece of beautiful wood and a little imagination can do, don't you think? (Insert inappropriate "that's what she said joke" here.) I mean, I try to be savvy about repurposing things, but these images put my shoe-organizer-turned-ribbon-organizer to shame. I also love the idea of bringing the outside in, and considering every plant in my house turns to dust, these branches seem like a fabulous alternative.

(image via Emmas Design blog, DIY branch display at Design Crush, branch pendant via Decor8, branch picture at Inspirations by Ivy, image via Emmas Design blog)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-03-08T08:28:00.003-07:00

A perfect nook to take in a perfect day. And the gorgeous sofa on casters isn't too shabby either.

(image via Greige Design)

Post Paris

2011-03-07T08:25:00.006-07:00

Have you guys seen the blog, Le Portillon? It's an online diary of a Swedish girl living in Paris and it is b.e.a.utiful. Both in print and in pictures, and it's just the journey I need to get me out of my head. Check out her most recent post:

Lately we’ve been spending most of our time discovering the area closest to us, where we live. Morning walks to Père-Lachaise, saying hello to Marcel and Edith. Admiring thick heavy doors leading into death, spotting stray cats asleep between the tombs. Then we stroll up and down the hills of Belleville, becoming tired, quite dizzy by all the places one wants to remember. Small thrift stores with shelves full of dreams, boxes with buttons meant for tailored coats. In a diary somewhere, I hide my thoughts.

Stunning. Stunning I say.

Two-Faced Taste

2011-03-04T09:48:00.005-07:00

I have a confession. Obviously I love me some modern/mid-century decor, but I have another side too. I'm drawn to French interiors. There, I said it. Spending a few years in England as a kid and traveling back and forth to France had a huge impact on me, and like a creepy ex, it's an obsession I just can't seem to shake. Even my mother is a secret Francophile. Sure, she grew up in a glass house with concrete floors and has great Eames pieces in her current abode, but one peek into "garage storage" reveals everything from dried lavender to antique riding-boot molds. (Seriously.) Now that I have the chance to decorate a new space for our new little addition, I'm a hot mess. Do I go sweet or fun? Colorful or muted? Brand new or repurposed? Sigh. I'm thinking I'll find middle-ground at some point, but if you see a picture of my future child in one of my dresser drawers, it's time to stage an intervention.

(modern and french nursery images via Style Files. Image with branch above crib from Remodelista)

A Style Smorgasbord

2011-03-03T08:50:00.005-07:00

It's no secret I have a thing for Swedes. From my Viking heritage to my obsession with Marabou chocolate (seriously, look it up), I heart all things Scandinavian in a big way. Especially their style. I mean, check out Elin Kling’s pad. She’s one of the biggest fashion bloggers in the hood and her flat kind of rocks my world. Yeah, yeah, I know it came equipped with those floors and high ceilings, but check out the small details. The masculine leather sofa contrasted by the girly chandelier in the dressing area – the stacks of worn vinyl in the living room punctuated by the clean canvas of the white bedroom. Swedes are masters at mixing textures and eras, and well friends, they had me at hello. Or rather, hej. And yes, I had to look that up.

(First seen on Emmas Design Blog)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-03-01T08:39:00.003-07:00

White. Creme. Baby. There's hope for me yet.

(image via Table Tonic)

Statuesque Style

2011-02-28T08:51:00.007-07:00

Soooo, did you watch the Oscars? What’d you think? The ceremony itself wasn’t exactly a nail-biter, but I will say I kind of loved A LOT of the fashion. I geeked out for about, oh, two hours watching the red carpet in order to be able to properly judge. And considering I truly believe fashion inspires décor and vice versa, well, here you go. I didn’t want to totally bore you with my “top ten” picks for best dressed so I’m editing here, but Mila, Sharon, Halle and Jennifer also made my list. Nicole on the other hand? Not so much. I’m sure my opinion devastates her, but I gotta keep it real.

P.S. Uhhh, anyone else notice Daphne Zuniga there? Just checking.

(hide slipper chair and silver leaf wire pendant from Pieces Inc., lacquer chest from Foley and Cox, sir elton headboard at Myrica Design, all fashion photos via Yahoo)

Dear Masseria Cimino...

2011-02-25T09:23:00.006-07:00

I realize you are a hotel, but would it be okay if I came to stay for like, ever? Because that would be spectacular. I love your white stucco, and your organic touches like olive oil on display and cactus as decor. Simple, brilliant, relaxing...adjectives I'd love to use more often these days. Looks like I'll need to travel to Italy to find out exactly how to do that. Damn.

(Photos via Style Files, where you can also check out the actual description of this fabulous hotel.)

Arrange A Change

2011-02-22T20:44:00.008-07:00

I'm always curious to see how other people arrange their "things." Maybe it's because I'm all about the same-size lucite frame hung at eye level, or maybe it's because I secretly love to snoop. (Not to worry, friends, I swear I've never rooted through your medicine cabinet.) Regardless, these images from Skona Hem offer equal parts inspiration and "balls, my decor is super boring." Loving the last image with all different size prints, especially the ones hung closest to the ground. And check out the lines of the lamp vs. chair in the third one. So simple, yet so smart. Heh, I just used the word smart...I've officially become my mother.

(images via Skona Hem)

Weekly Whiteout

2011-02-22T08:56:00.001-07:00

I love the use of shabby chic decor here and then BAM, a mid-century Sputnik style pendant. Brilliant! Oh and for the record, I think every girl needs a fireplace in their bedroom. Not that I have one, I'm just sayin'.

(image via Cococozy)

Missing Out On Modernism Week

2011-02-21T12:00:00.004-07:00

Well helllllo there - long time no speak! I'm back (ish), though still on bed rest. Booooo. Not that I miss my two-hour daily commute or anything, but for someone who's always on the go, sitting still is, ahem, challenging. I'll tell you what else I'm missing...MODERNISM WEEK in good 'ole Palm Springs. Double booooo. Most of you have heard thousands of times that my grandfather, E. Stewart Williams, designed both the Edris House and Frank Sinatra's Twin Palms estate, but I bring it up again because they're both featured on tours this week. I have my own personal memories of both these pads, but what I'd love to know is whether or not any of YOU are currently checking them out. I want deets, people! I mean, I'm currently a shut-in after all, so if nothing else share out of pity will ya? Sheesh.

Weekly Whiteout, and a Bit of News

2011-02-15T09:22:00.005-07:00

Finally, a great use for a disco ball, sans lucite shoes and glow sticks! Also loving the painted edges of the wood. Frun.

As for the "news" portion of the program, our baby-to-be gave us a pretty big scare yesterday and I'm going to take a little break from blogging this week. I'll be back on Monday fo sho, but until then it's likely you'll hear crickets coming from my neck of the woods. Unless of course I find something I just HAVE to share in which case all bets are off. Hope you're having a great week and staying out of trouble! Until we meet again.

(image via Lolita)

Now THIS is a Condo

2011-02-11T09:52:00.005-07:00

I’m sorry, but is this not the most unbelievable condo in the history of condos?? Dramatic, maybe, but let’s be real, every single detail in this place is all kinds of awesome. I love how the pale tile is carried from patio to bath and complements the gorgeous wood floors so well, and how despite its size, the small(ish) kitchen is made hugely gourmet by high-end appliances, leaded glass and an incredible butcher-block island. And the tub with the skylight overhead? And the reading nook in the bedroom?? Oh and one last thing…it’s for sale. Get on it, people. The sooner you move in the sooner I can come over and never leave. Thank you.

(To make all our dreams come true, check out the deets HERE)