Archive for February, 2011
So the black upholstered headboard, I had ordered the fabric sample of, didn’t end up working out. The sample looked a little too close to micro suede. I don’t do micro suede. Sorry. So I’m back on the Craigslist hunt for a rad piece to frame out my bed. Here’s what I want…
(Designed by: James Hunniford)
If you find a 19th century Italian iron bed, come a knock on my door. Thanks!
Happy Monday! Did you catch the Oscars?
Before I get to my regularly scheduled post, I have a big announcement about my brother. He will be featured in the New York Times, Bay Area edition, this Sunday about a book he is writing!!! My brother, Joe Imwalle, is hands down the best writer that I know. He wrote a children’s chapter book and had the opportunity to read each chapter as he wrote it to his third grade students for instant feedback. Find out more, if you live in San Francisco, by purchasing Sunday’s New York Times or the Bay Citizen. To say I am a proud sister is an understatement!!!
Now, on to the scheduled post….
While Graham has turned the corner and hit another year of life, his latest sport of choice surely will send him backtracking to youth and leave him young at heart. He has taken to surfing, a new endevor that I whole heartedly support. For speaking of young at heart, thinking of having a surfer as a husband makes me giddy and produces squeels of delight from yours truly. Graham’s gift from me was a surfboard which we picked up a month prior to his birthday. As seen by this post, the only place for the behemouth to reside is in our dining room. However, even as a decorator, I will give up precious space, any day of the week, to watch him shred it.
For his birthday dinner, we had his family over and I felt it was only right to create a tablescape in homage to the board. The weather outside might be frightful, but it is pure sunshine dreams at our place…
For some of the details…I used the same five yards of fabric that I had used for a Christmas dinner that you may recall…
When using the fabric for Christmas, I brought in greens, golds and whites. This time around, I played up orange, navy and white. For each setting, I wanted the orange napkins to look like bow ties, as a little manly twist. The orange napkins are from Anthropologie (about five years old) and the navy linen placemats are Williams Sonoma and our every day china is Williams Sonoma.
For the center of the table, I brought in our white crab that I picked up at a flea market in Chicago and then I went out and bought the two bowls for $6.00 at my local second hand shop – that was my own purchase for the table, everything else I already owned.
Lastly, I put the wooden shark that I bought in South Africa and I placed it on the console that sits behind the dining table…
If you would like help, decorating your place for a special event and you live in the bay area, I would be so happy to help. E-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org or call me at 650.450.6888.
Happy Friday! Here’s to the bit of sunshine in all of our lives.
While slowly perusing my local favorite second hand shop, I came upon a fabulous, complete set of 12 piece gold flatware. I took a step forward to peer into the case they lay in as though peering into a looking-glass to see what the future of this silverware would have in store at my humble abode. I couldn’t quite picture them at home with the rest of my world and so with a tinge of hesitation I walked away from the gleaming gold numbers.
However as all things in life that grab a hold of me, even for just a second, the gold has come creeping into my thoughts. Flashes of brazen, brash light come to my mind and begin to twirl away into thoughts of a well-groomed table. Delight! So do I do it and let my whimsical side take flight? Or do I stay steadfast loyal to my practical side that remains hasty about the gaudiness of the look?
Via Eddie Ross
Martha Stewart Weddings
I have a feeling I’ll be bold and go gold. What is life for, if not to live it up?
Happy birthday to my sometimes silly, sometimes serious, always caring husband. Another year has gone by in a flash and not a single gray hair in sight. Thank you for singing songs with me, even though you feel embarrassed; for picking up the screw driver and finishing off a project, even though I swear I will do everything by myself; for coming with me to the flea market when I’ve twisted my ankle, even though your duty was to act like Vanna White; for holding a stiff upper lip during scary times for me, even though you were just as scared; for waking up early and working hard every day with enthusiasm, even though I start my work morning in pajamas; for watching a mind-boggling sunset and pointing out every little feature of the highlighted horizon, even though it’s cold outside; for learning to bite your tongue the few times I do drive, even though I have horrific driving skills; for always offering to share at a restaurant, even though we usually end up not sharing at all; for continuing to smile and look at the positives in life, even though life can beat us up at times. You an inspiration to me every day, even though I don’t always show it. Happy birthday, bunks!!
(Picture of birthday boy taken this morning)
“In spite of ourselves, we’re going to end up a sitting on a rainbow, cause honey, you’re the big door prize!”
I have a client that has been searching for the perfect bedside tables for her bedroom. Her bedroom is already totally fab but she just needed bedside tables to finish off the look. She requested something Hollywood glam and not too clunky. Oh and cheap. Her request is my demand.
These are the bad boys I found for her on Craigslist…
They are nothing short of killer. Damn, I’m jealous! I wish I could keep everything…but that would mean no more clients and the life of a hoarder. The pictures are from the Craigslist seller, I’m hoping my client will send over pics of them in her bedroom. There seems to be a red tint to them so one little coat of gold spray paint will bring these babies to the next level.
By the way, brass is back. Lets see brass taking stage…
Krista Ewart’s brass floor lamp is the type of find that I would squeal over. Literally squeal.
Kelly Wearstler is a brass girl and I like it.
Those side tables that Nicole Gibbons of So Haute are very similar to my clients new bedside tables. Would you rock the brass?
If there is a special nook or cranny in your home that you just don’t know what to do with, I can help. E-mail me your problem area and I’ll do my best to solve the puzzle. You can reach me at email@example.com or call at 650.450.6888
Happy Tuesday! Aren’t you thrilled your Monday is a Tuesday this week?!
Happy Friday everyone!! It has been a great week for my family. My cousin, Brie, got engaged and we are all so thrilled for her. Congrats Brie and Brian!
How cute are they?! I can’t wait for the wedding!
What are you up to this weekend? Graham and I will be hanging with friends tonight and then will be headed over to the beach for the rest of the weekend. I’m hoping for a big storm. The beach is alive during a storm: waves angrily crashing, wind rip-roaring, rocks drenched in salt water; while I cuddle up to my favorite worn knit sea foam blue blanket, sip a soothing cup of comforting roibois tea, listen to the fire popping and crackling from damp logs and watch the action unfold. I will also be relishing the final morsels of my book: “Lunch in Paris” by Elizabeth Bard.
“Lunch in Paris” is a must read. It’s even inspired me to cook – which has my mother and husband writing Elizabeth Bard fan letters like no other.
I have been wanting to do a featured artist series for a while now. While, I’m not going to claim to know everything there is to know about art, I will say that since childhood, I’ve been taught to have a discerning eye with pieces. My father was an AVID art collector and he could spend HOURS speaking about each art piece and each one of his favorite artists. I thought I’d start a weekly post on some of my favorite artists.
I felt I should start the series with an artist who is near and dear to my heart, Martin Machado. Marty and I go way back to when we were little ones; our parents and grandparents were also friends. But Marty is much more than just a friend, he is an incredibly talented artist.
For one of Marty’s first shows, he called up my dad and invited him to it. He told me that he wanted my dad there because he knew my dad had a great eye for art and that he would be honest. Both accounts were true for my dad. He loved Marty’s art so much that he bought this piece
Marty’s work is based on his experiences at sea; he has had some very adventurous jobs; his pieces give you authentic glimpses into life at sea. He has worked as a merchant marine, a commercial fisherman and a sailor. He has an amazing ability to translate the passing of time onto canvas. He works with various mediums, some untraditional, such as: epoxy, sea water, fiberglass, as well as more common tools like photography and paint.
The collaboration of his physically grueling and dangerous work out at sea with his keen eye and artistic talent results in breathtaking works of art.
For more information or to purchase one of his pieces, please contact him via his website.
And, since it’s mostly ladies who read this, it doesn’t hurt that the artist looks like this…
I probably embarrassed him with that last little tid bit. :) Please, go check out his work! www.martinmachado.com