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Thursday, July 2, 2015

Musings & Wants: The King of Bookcases

the maharaja bookcase from wisteria - $1500 of exquisite decor
It's the Auntie Mame of bookcases. One of those things I'm not even pretending might ever be mine. There are just too many other things to do with the money. But, if wishes were horses and money no object... This bookcase would be a central part of my very own, super-sacred reading nook. Stacked top to bottom with only the most re-readable books - and magazines - I own. All within arm's reach of a wonderful sloping chair-and-a-half draped in saris and kilims...


Monday, September 8, 2014

Retail Odyssey: Gorgeous Global Mirrors

sana mehrab mirror from world market

Mirrors are one of my many weaknesses. After hot pink, color, texture, pattern, turquoise, bedding, hammered bronze, mehrab arches, floor cushions and paisley...comes mirrors. There are ten around here. Ten! Without shame. So why are the decor imps out there sending a perfect storm of showstoppers down the pike? The last thing I need is another mirror, but...

Monday, October 3, 2011

Gray Days: Summer's End

Today was a tough one: cold and overcast. It was 48 degrees outside this morning and my windows were still open. Actually, one window was open about five inches. That's enough to freeze my whole apartment. Living on street level, I refuse to open/close windows without being 'presentable' to passersby. (This one time, when I had just moved into my first place and didn't have curtains yet, I came out of the bathroom in a shower cap and towel. The bathroom door was next to big double windows that overlooked a highway entrance. I made eye contact with a lady in the passenger seat of a minivan. Then I got curtains.)  

So, it was a long day of trying to get properly warm. At the office and even hours after having closed the window tonight, I still feel vaguely chilled. Just a little bit shy of comfortable. A hot bath would certainly help with that. But my tub is so tiny, and the grout so old that I never, ever take baths at home. Instead, I'll settle for a good cup of tea and dream of a warm, relaxing, summer soak...
Source: Elle Decor     Photo Credit: William Waldron