How did I not know that Kelly Wearstler has a new blog? I love that she just does stuff. I swear 99% of the people I meet in life talk about what they want to do with their lives, or are going to do, building a mythic, perfect future, while doing nothing now to get to that future. The older I get, the less patient I am with people talking about what they want, and the happier I am to hear people talking about what they are doing. Kelly just does stuff – paints her own fabric patterns and wall paper, designs a ready-to-wear line, makes jewelry. She just does it, and you don’t have to love her aesthetic to appreciate that she is swinging for her own personal fences, every day. I admire that so much.
From her site: her style tray, for an estate in Kuwait.
This is the visual colour palette of my fondest dreams, right here, all dreamy blues, and periwinkles.
I just bought this pillow. For my living room. From Pottery Barn Teen. Because I:
A. Have no shame.
B. Am starved for cute and spring-like in my house. It is still winter, here.
C. It looked like something out of this house tour, House Beautiful circa August 2010. This is my dream cottage, by the way, in case anyone was thinking of buying me a second home. Help me out here, people – my family and I are second-home-less. No cottage to call our own, no cabin in the woods, no house on stilts on a deserted beach, no darling clapboard on the Vineyard to call our own. Woe is ME.
It is worth clicking through for all the photos. Radley’s Fireworks wallpaper in the bathroom – love it! Below are a few highlights:
This looks like the perfect summer cottage: white fence, Lilly bike.
The white armchairs, piped in hot pink, are killing me. Pink and green and white, this room is just dying for a summer party.
Scalloped built-ins, and lots of pink and white. Summer houses should *never* be serious.
Radley’s Fireworks wallpaper – in a teeny bathroom. Perfection.
Before you watch this video, you need to know three things:
1. Half the outfits the kids are wearing, and many of the toys they are playing with (and loving), were sent by Grandma. Grandma, who sends them adorable outfits, who has underwritten their winter coats and snow pants, put in hundreds of hours cross stitching these gorgeous unicorn tapestries to hang in their room, sent them fun presents, and driven long hours to come visit. You know — Grandma.
2. Up until very recently, ‘calling Grandma’ was the carrot we used to get our little donkeys to do what we wanted. It was the ultimate treat, the thing you got if you were good, and sometimes, we called Grandma a few times a day because they wanted to talk to her on the phone so much. They would BEG us to ‘make a call’, chanting it repeatedly. And then, as their word counts grew, so did their senses of humour, and thus, the ‘funny no’ emerged. Do you want a cookie? NO! Do you want to watch Elmo? NO! And obviously, we started filming it, because we can, in HD, no less.
3. Grandma has a great sense of humor, and also, her will is written in pencil, so it won’t be too hard to cut us out of it after she sees this
Where I am from, Wellies are a much-needed part of a lady’s fashion wardrobe. But they aren’t usually as cute as this! I haven’t yet met an object that isn’t made better by monogramming (well, maybe cars), and at $89, these are a steal. Well, actually, they are $89, but when you apply the TOTAL COST divided by NUMBER OF TIMES WORN calculation, I think these would be well worth the cost. Also, cute, which should factor in somewhere!
Hat tip to Cool Mom Picks for the head’s up.
Nothing gets my heart racing like a home overflowing with books. People who read and cherish books are people with big imaginations: dreamers, and scientists alike, and people that keep books keep knowledge that can endure for centuries.As a kid, I designed libraries, sketching the plans in the back of my notebooks in school. Libraries with turrets, with rolling ladders, and with leather seats. Some had skylights, others had secret doors behind bookshelves. All of them were fabulous, I can assure you. As an adult, I take inspiration from these libraries, the people who built them, and the bloggers, like Bookshelves and Late Fees and Bookshelf Porn and F*ck Yeah, Books that dedicate themselves to blogging about bookshelves. I could spend HOURS pouring/drooling over the pics on those blogs!
Via F*ck Yeah Bookshelves.
A secret room behind a bookshelf. My childhood (and adulthood) dream!