Friday, September 30, 2011
super mean people I've encountered lately. I need color and lots of it. Color makes everything magical, don't you think? Like that horse in the Wizard of Oz. I would like that horse too. And I would like one of these pillows. In fact, I would like all of these pillows. I wouldn't turn away the artwork, couch or rug either. Can this just be my new living room?
Order yours (and one for me) from thatfunkyboutique on Etsy
Order yours (and one for me) from thatfunkyboutique on Etsy
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
So here's the thing: it's an awkward shaped space. It is roughly 18 1/2 inches deep and only 14 1/4 inches wide. Since the litter box fits so snugly on the floor, I also have to factor in the size of the box if I am to consider a shelving unit.
Here are two thoughts for shelving units:
|Omar Shelving Unit $69.99|
|Molger Shelving Unit $49.99|
The Molger Shelving Unit, also from Ikea, is a little shorter at 55 inches but the wood would look nice with our cabinets and I also like the option of painting it some crazy color like teal or hot pink or glitter. While the shelves aren't adjustable, it does look like we would still have the option of removing the bottom shelf. However, it's not as deep as the Omar so either it would have to sit forward or be pushed to the back of the alcove and I'm not sure I love that idea.
Our other option would be to make and install individual shelves ourselves. While definitely not the easiest choice, it would probably look the best and would eliminate the problem of fitting the litter box down below. We'd have the option to paint them (I'd probably just match them to the wall or trim) and it would look good enough to leave when we move out because what else is anyone going to use that space for? Also I like how cozy it would look. Here's a good example:
|Terisa, Colin and Lauren's Home on Apartment Therapy|
Monday, September 26, 2011
|If these were my panties, they'd be in a twist.|
There are aspects of this city that I love with a passion that rivals my all-encompassing adoration of Ryan Gosling. Like the fact that if you have nothing to do and no money, you can go to a museum for free on a Friday night and if you flirt with the bartender they will give you a free drink to sip while you amuse yourself with some abstract expressionism for a while. (Although you think you acquired said drink because of your cleavage or insane flirting skills, it will most likely be because it is an open bar and therefore the bartender is required to give you a drink. Either way, score!) No longer do you have to sit at home with your cat watching You've Got Mail in unflattering sweatpants, placing your nightly call for Chinese take-out because you are single and therefore required to only ever eat Chinese food and always the same order which your local restaurant has memorized, much to your chagrin. New York City is a goldmine for single people, really it is. But you know what else it is? It is a fucking pain in the ass. And this doesn't just go for single people.
There are times when it is hard to leave your apartment without acquiring a thick coating of wrath that will inevitably grow thicker as the day drones on. A million little annoyances will accumulate until you have two choices: you drink a lot or you become a hater. If life is extra hard, you do both.
Take this morning, when I left my apartment and the truck parked right outside sprayed some brown sludge on me and I was all 'fuck you, truck!' and then I got on the subway and witnessed not one but 3 separate incidences of people acting like asshats towards one another. I mean, yeah, it's Monday, the worst of days, and inexplicably humid out even though it is technically supposed to be "warm cider season" but does that really give people an excuse to shove one another or start yelling at someone simply because they are offended by the song they hear them playing on their ipod or become a gargantuan bitch because someone's bag on a SEVERELY CROWDED TRAIN just happens to be grazing their left thigh even though, hello you dumb cow, there is an entire FOOT of empty space in front of you into which you could move to avoid said bag?!?
Even after I got off the subway, thinking I could shrug off my commute with a strong cup of coffee, I had to wait while a disgruntled middle-aged hag lambasted the poor coffee cart guy, insisting that he dented her doughnut and must now provide her with a new doughnut and ALSO a free second doughnut because her doughnuts are precious god damn it and shouldn't be man-handled and while she was at it, her coffee was chocolate and not toffee-colored as she had specified so she needed a new coffee too with the correct amount of cream. Nevermind the 16 people lined up behind her who were already late to work, myself included.
Suffice it to say, this has not been an I <3 NY kind of day.
|there are lots of nice people to meet by laura george|
I'll tell you where all this leads: This leads to chaos. Because you know how I felt when I got off the train this morning? I felt like I wanted to kick someone. Hard. The kind of kick where they fall on the ground and then I pretend like 'oops! you totally just tripped on my small little foot and I can't believe you fell down and I'm just POSITIVE you've done nothing to deserve that at all! carry on, carry on.'. But I didn't kick anyone. Instead, I let it fester until I could recharge myself with two glasses of prosecco and some popcorn cooked in duck fat (awesome! not gross at all!). So I guess, in the end, I salvaged the day. But if anyone crosses me on the train tomorrow, there will be blood.
Images: La Perla, Laura George
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Like the rest of the internet, I am obsessing over Kate Lewis and her adorable chair paintings. I would like two or three to hang in my hallway. Or maybe a set to complement a cozy reading nook. Or possibly this big poppy painting to adorn my bathroom wall. I'll take any of them really but clearly the one above is the best.
Image: Kate Lewis
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
As you all know, I absolutely do not approve of furnishing your home-or even one room-all from one store. But if you are given a million dollar gift card or an employee discount or are forced at gunpoint to decorate from one source, just try to do a decent job, ok? Here's what you do:
1) Choose a variety of styles- if everything looks alike it will be painfully obvious that you bought it all from the same place
2) Find pieces that look old or weathered-anything that can pass for an antique automatically makes you look like a fancy designer/antique hunter extraordinaire.
3) Mix patterns and textures-visual intrigue is important!
4) Don't go crazy with trendy items-if everything is covered with guns or mustaches, you might as well slap on a sign that says 'this room courtesy of Urban Outfitters'. Are you a frat boy? If you are, you have no business reading this blog.
5) Simplify your look with a base layer of neutral colors- neutrals can look more sophisticated and therefore more expensive than a lot of brightly-colored items.
Whatever you do, don't buy a bedroom set! Bedroom sets (or any 'set' for that matter) are made for housewives in the Midwest who furnish their living rooms from Sears catalogs left over from the early '90s. Bedroom sets are for people who are lazy and what do we do with lazy people? We kill them. We kill them a lot.*
All items shown above are from Urban Outfitters
*This is a lie. We do not kill them. We judge them. Harshly. Not so different.**
**Yes! Different! Oh hell.
Monday, September 19, 2011
|This is what they should have looked like.|
This absurdly easy recipe was featured on The Kitchn back in April and I've had it saved ever since. I fancied it up and made a light lemon glaze with 1/4 tsp vanilla extract and 3/4 tsps lemon extract instead of the 1tsp vanilla extract in the recipe. The result was mind-blowingly good if I do say so myself. Unfortunately, they didn't look as good as they tasted- mine came out more like lumps of fried chicken. Guess I need to work on my presentation skills.
HERE is the recipe in case you also have laundry to do and would like a distraction.
|See? Not so pretty. Sigh.|
Images: Emma Christensen for The Kitchn, Mia G
Friday, September 16, 2011
|Bals: The Legendary Costume Balls of the Twentieth Century by Assouline|
If you are hunting for a fabulous 30th birthday present for me (and you really should be), feel free to buy me this amazing book about costume balls. It has over 250 illustrations to fawn over and would look great on my coffee table. You can purchase it online here and I promise to let you look at it when you come over to my apartment.
If you have a ton of money to throw around and want to buy a companion piece to this book, may I suggest this fun photograph? I'm not sure what's going on here but I know I love it.
|Leopard People, 1966 NYT|
Thursday, September 15, 2011
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Friday, September 9, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
It seems so antiquated to use a paper calendar these days but I'm an old-fashioned gal and like to fill in those boxes and see my my life organized on paper. Also, I just like the look of them. Especially the new watercolor version by Linda & Harriet. It would look marvelous in my fantasy kitchen with white cabinets and black marble counter tops.
Images: Linda & Harriet via Oh Joy!