Inner Beauty
...because it's what's on the inside, that counts...
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
The Horns Are Out...Well, I Mean In
Pick up a design magazine. Look around. Antlers are everywhere right now. I know, like most things, they'll fad out, but there's still a classic quality to them. In all actuality, the antlers that I see being used are all antique, which means they had to be around to use now, so, do they ever really go out? Some will tell you that they're on the decline, but, I advise to make your own call...
Be Inspired.
Friday, June 15, 2012
Heavenly Mess
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Gone and Done It
Six. Six long, but not really so long, years. Six years is how long I've been lusting over a zebra hide rug. I could never bring myself to make the plunge because A.) it's actually really kind of sad. And 2.) They're expensive. I tried to make myself go for a fake "cowbra" (dyed cowhide), but the thought of that was just so much more wrong. The animal was already killed, don't make it live out the rest of it's days as something it never was. And, ugh, I said the snottiest thing to my guy last week. "Honey. No. I'm not getting a dyed cow. If your going to do a zebra rug, it has to be a ZEBRA, rug. Shameless? Maybe.
Well. It happened. I couldn't TAKE looking and not having, one. More. Day. And the animal rest peacefully in my entry in all of its 4 x 7 exoticness. I justified it by getting an antique, that way, the animal would have already been dead by now from natural causes....right?
Well...here she is. No, no that doesn't sound right. Here he is...no...Ok. Here IT is. The benches are antique finds, the pillows are custom. |
A found oil jar lends its roomy belly to 3 dozen roses. I majorly heart all of the imperfections on this piece. |
*swoon* When I saw this at Marburger I knew it'd be leaving with me. An antique fragment from a Portuguese carousel. *end swoon* |
Be Inspired.
Friday, April 20, 2012
She's Gone Country
Well, she's actually always been that way. But now, she's way country, living a full 34 minutes out in the middle of what feels like nowhere. I hate going out that way, it's...so...remote. Her and dad moved out to "the ranch" from my childhood home a little over a year ago. While I'm not inlove with the locale, the view is breathtaking and her work on the house is of course, spectacular. Like most good design it's a slow going process and she claims her bedroom is the only thing that feels really "done."
Walking into the room you get an overall french woodsy feel. FYI, my mom has a hide in just about every room in her home. But they all work. The rest to come.... |
The charming fireplace and grand antique elk horns. The mantle is flanked by two hand shelled candle bases. |
A marble cluster a grapes that she found at an estate sale and got for NOTHING. That's the great thing about small town sales, you can't get for it in a small town what you could in a big city! |
One of the bases. If you don't think I tried the "can I have that" with these beauties, your WRONG! Cause I. Did....Didn't work out for me that time... |
His and hers fireside chairs my mom found in the hill country and had reupholstered and the wood darkened. |
The sidetable is an old find and I wish I would have photographed the lamp on it. Beaded and chocolate velvet damask. *droooool* |
A custom headboard done up with linen gathered bedding. The cow picture is from a Marburger trip and is flanked by metal sconces. *Rubbing eyes with fists* Hmmm...do u see the blooper I just spotted? |
Vintage books fill most of the built ins but other treasures are amongst them. |
My grandparents, in their extreme youth. These were a gift from one of my aunts. |
More to come!...She says when the dogs die she's finishing out everything. Wishful thinking? Or simply a fact?
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Without further ado...
I give you, my living room. And I really shouldn't, but I'm so anxious to use the new camera and I've really been missing my blogging. It's hard tho, when you can't get inspired. All of my over-used saved decor pics keep popping up on mostly every blog I look at lately, it seems. Keep in mind, I'm new to the camera that looks more like and airplane cockpit and all of the many uses of photoshop...practice makes perfect, right?
An overall view. I just want to hug Hong (my upholsterer) everytime I look ay my slipped sofa. |
My favorite part of the hutch. All Marburger purchases. |
I hope to fill the vintage zinc lidded jars FULL of white shells. I'm going to need to log major time at the beach house this summer. The little shells I have took hours to find. OCD? Maybe. |
Debra. Hall. Lifestyle. Go there. As fast as your little fingers can click. This woman is a design GENIUS. And her store is incredible to boot. I'm getting ready to make a few more purchases myself. The black striped grain sack pillows came from her. And yes, they're legit. Cita has me spoiled. I don't want it unless it's real. Old. Or, really old. And all of Debra's stuff has character. I think they really help tie in the two old chairs I had redone. |
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Not Soon Enough
It's about that time. You know, when you see some people open their car door and sand pours out. The time when you've caught your limit and head in for a cold one and the grill...mostly, the time when the sun beats down on you so brutally, but you could really care less because you're kicking it on a beach chair somewhere with an umbrella adorned drink. Summertime. My season. The reason I push thru the cold, ok, cooler, months. Usually checked out, but pushing thru, none the less. We spent some time at the beach last weekend and I could almost smell the Hawaiian Tropic. Yep, I'd say it's about that time...
--xx
Monday, February 13, 2012
Tick...Tock...
The seconds have passed so quickly and unknowingly, that, before I knew it, I hadn't blogged in nearly a week! What the French? Where have they gone? Life was a little out of sorts last week. But it feels so good to be back to normal. Sipping hot tea on my own couch, watching HGTV in my own bed and being in my own house with my hubs. What was I thinking, when I thought I'd have time to blog everyday? Wishful, thinking, I suppose. Anyhow, I'm back on track and life is good...
You know what else is good? Ticking fabric. I'm gearing up for another living room project (I know) and I think giant ticking pillows are in order...
Be Inspired.
You know what else is good? Ticking fabric. I'm gearing up for another living room project (I know) and I think giant ticking pillows are in order...
Ok, you've got to look really hard at this one, but those barstools are ticking. Finished off with those giants nailheads give it a great rustic look. |
Great beach look. Ticking and cane. Zebra pillows? Interesting, but it's working in this space. |
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