Thursday, 4 October 2012

all that glitters

The Baby has been pottering about this week calling everything 'Baby'.  I am apparently his Baby. But then so is the sweeping brush which he is very much enamoured with and the washing machine where he is tending to deposit my car keys (who also probably answer to the name of Baby.) It's all terribly confusing.  As is this house tour.  Sort of.

When I first saw it on The Glitter Guide I thought it was fabulousity itself.  But then I looked at it again this morning (in between wrestling the sweeping brush away from His Lordship and retrieving the keys) and I thought...well, hmmph.  Hmmpharino!  Because it is great but I don't covet anything and I don't think wowzers about anything in particular.  And I wondered why I loved it so much in the first place.  And then I realised...I am in love with Marlien Rentmeester's trouser collection.  I am taken by her trouser because essentially I am her trouser twin, and I got carried away and thought I wanted to live in her house. It can happen, you know?

So let's have a look shall we.  Up there, up top I mean, that's a great picture.  And I am a fan of the mantle.  I am a fan of a un-uniformed mantle display.  Not bookending.  So that's acers.  And it's black and white so of know me.  I adore everything about that picture. But then the rest of the photos got me baffled.

And then I thought haaang on a second...I do actually love it.  Without doubt it's a beautiful, well thought out and well lived in home.  Bravo on both your trouser and your decor Ms Rentmeester.  The thing that got me confused was that it isn't exactly my taste.  But how boring is it only to like a certain thing.  It made me think that this is exactly like being in a mate's house that is just gorgeous, and you love being there but decor's just not how you would do it.  Vive la bloody difference I say because it's fantastic to like something and enjoy being somewhere that is different to how you'd do it.  Don't you think?

Yes? Or no?  Let's crack on regardless shall we because I think yes...

I would fall off that sofa attemping to slump against a missing arm.  But so what?  So.  What.

Marlien would probably suggest we adjourn to this sofa.  Where I could slump happily.  (I think she looks like that kind of woman.  Not fazed by a slump incident, just like 'Hell!  Let's adjourn!'(etc.))

She is that kind of woman isn't she?  She has such a great way with a trouser, she couldn't not be.  Her kitchen is a bit too sort of cottagey for me.  Do you think she's be bothered?  Of course she wouldn't...

because I would have already gone into raptures about her excellent choice of cooker so she'd be feeling pretty pleased with herself.  (Look guys, that is a nice cooker OK.  It's not dull to appreciate a cooker.)

 That is a nice marble counter top too.  

And if I stayed over, after the slump, and perhaps a cocktail or two and a chat about the exact length a crop tapered leg needs to be for actual perfection to happen, (I have theories about this) I'd be over the moon to crash here.  Would I do my bedroom like this?  No!  Does it mean I don't love it?  No!

What I do adore is that leopard print carpeting.  Allanis' head would spin if I suggested that I just know it.  Ah!  Such is life.

And boom.  There you go.  That's the trouser to end all trouser with Breton combos.  How could I even doubt her?  Of course it's gorgeous.  As is she.  And hurrah for getting me to think outside of the black and white Scandi box for a while Marlien Rentmeester.  I mean sure, I'll be heading straight back in to that box forthwith but that doesn't mean we shouldn't appreciate something a bit different does it dolls?  Now Marlien has a fashion blog called Le Catch which is one of my new favourites,  I suggest you have a look, I think you'll like it too.

Hope you've all had a good week.  More soon.

H x

{all images via: The Glitter Guide}

Wednesday, 26 September 2012

lighten up

So here it is.  The light that creeps. Me. Actually. Out.

Aghhh!  I MEAN SERIOUSLY!  I am usually all for an urban industrial fixture or fitting but this really gives me the creeps. Yeauch. What do you think?  Too arachnid for comfort?  It's the Dear Ingo by Moooi if you're interested but I tell you what, if you put that bad boy up over your dining room please don't invite me for tea.  Can we eat out instead? OK good, thank you.

Here it is again...

Nope.  Still hate it.

So that's not my cup of tea but I'm all for a dramatic lighting statement. This is amazoid...

And this.  Just look at this. So delicate and beautiful.  Love it.


 This is a bit bonkers but for a hotel lobby it would be a fantastic installation.  I mean, it wouldn't work so well in your average living room, you know?  But it's really gorgeous.  It has a sort of urban Alice in Wonderlandeqsue dreamy feel.

And this is just perfection.  After working as a receptionist for years I am a bit obsessed with the impact a lobby space can make.  Get it wrong and you have people hangig about feeling ill at ease, uncomforable and unimpressed.  Get it right and ta-da! You get a space like this.  

And not an arachnic angleposise in sight dolls...phew.

{images via 1. convoy 2. pinterest 3.where my house 4 & 5. lost source, 6. where my house}

Wednesday, 29 August 2012

counting sheep

We had a bit of a reshuffle at No 74 yesterday ready for the arrival of the white sofas.  That's right.  They're coming.  We need to sell the leather sofa first otherwise we'll be knee deep in soft seating options but they're going to be ours, the decision has been MADE.  (Anyone want a leather sofa, it's nice?)  So we reshuffled.  I'm not so sure the new set up works but we'll live with it for a few days and see.  In the meantime we have issues.  We're getting an ottoman and I'm going to chuck a sheepskin on it to make it extra cosy.  Nice!  (That isn't the issue.)  The problem is our armchair.  It's a really nice club chair but we don't like the fabric it's in.  It's either got to get a loose cover made for it or we'll just chuck some sheepskins on that too.  But, that could be a whole lotta sheepskin.  I know it won't be long until we have to admit that summer is properly over and we'll want to be cosy and snugly indoors but there's a fine line between a few throws here and there and then looking like I'm Bo Peeping it up and getting amongst my flock you know?  Here's some nice pictures of sheepskins in situ whilst I put some more thought in to that....

OK so yes.  This is good.  Cosy! 

If Jenna Lyons has done it, it should be done.  
This is really nice but my armchair is much more...blousey than that neat little number there.  (Love the colours in this.)

I like this a lot.


 And this.  Not sure if I really like that light fitting or...if I absolutely hate it.  Odd.
Cosious maximus but that sinister candelabra is putting me off.  (We need to discuss my lighting fear don't we? A problem shared is a problem halved and all that jazz....)


And on sofas?  YES!

Aghhhh!  NO!  This one is horrible! That's not a sheep's coat.  It's a mammoth's....or something.  (Really nice cabinetry though, I don't like to be overly negative you know me.)

That one has scared me.  Perhaps I need to think more about loose covers.  Yes! Sunshiny bright and distinctly unmammothy...

or floral retro might work.   Opinions loves?  Let's get all Carrie Bradshaw and chew our pens and ponder..."how much sheep in the home is too much?" Have you ever thought about it? Well perhaps now's the time!

Alarming lighting coming up next.  You can all look forward to that one. (Shudder.)


Thursday, 23 August 2012


I'll cut right to the chase on this one folks. I am addicted to The Real Housewives of New York. I can't get enough of it.  Really.  Orange County?  Watched a few, loathed it.  New Jersey?  Never seen it.  There are more?  I'm not interested.  It's only because it's in New York that I love it, because if I can't be there swanning about the place I'm going to watch other people are doing the swanning.  I know it's not highbrow buuuut we all have our moments...OK?  Good.  Now one of the 'Housewives' is this lady...

Kelly Killoren Bensimon.  Opinion on her is split but I'm not interested in who said what to who or what the deal is with the jelly beans* because all I am interested in really is her style.  I LOVE IT.  Her apartment is the stuff my NYC dreams are made of.  Frustratingly there are hardly any images to be found of it but here are what I could get.

There is a horse as a sort of equine room divider.  A horse!  Why don't we have one of those?  Man!  I need to get me a Goddamn room dividing horse. Next!

This does nothing for my vertigo but there aren't that many pictures for me to get picky about what to use.  I am very interested in the metallic floor lights. I would like something similar for No 74.  Terrance Conran for M&S is happy to sell me a bronze coloured one but I don't want bronze thanks all the same Terry.  I would like one like KKB's.  Damn it.

Here's the dining table dressed differently and from a much more sensible angle.  I think that shark
is silly.  Horse yes, half a shark...not so much.  Just my opinion.  Nice sheepskin throws.  (There are some of those on the way to us for a bit of a living room shake up you know...yes there are!)

Here is the living room.  There area lot of seating options right there.  That velvet sofa is right up my street.


Look, she's so comfortable and pleased.  That's nice!

But wait!  She's got one of those weird lights wearing a tiered skirt like Jos├ęphine Gintzburger.    What is it with these lights in skirts? I think they're oddness. Oh whatever, she has really nice hair...
This is her bedroom.  What you can't see is how the low ceiling and white gloss floorboards make the white space enveloping and cosy whilst still looking crisp.  Nice. And she has embraced the open storage.  I need to embrace that a bit because the clothes rail is still just a clothes rail in our bedroom. Very much open storage but not quite as planned and ordered looking as KKB's.  Hmmphf.

That's all I could find of the NYC apartment.  Here are some of her place in the Hamptons. This living room is heaven.  I really like the art.  And of course there are white sofas soooo, you know.  It had me at hello really.

This is the kitchen.  I mean you don't need me to point that out, it's obvious.  It's good.  Stainless steel kitchens usually don't work for me but I like how this one is softened up with the wood table, the chairs and the chandelier.

That's all I got for you loves but you like?  You want a resin horse now too? Yeah you do!

{images: all sources lost! if they're yours let me know and I'll credit them!}

Wednesday, 15 August 2012

all good in the hood

I told you it was coming.  The Extractor Hood of Joy.  Ready?

THERE YOU GO.  What do you think?  It's bronzey and brassy for heavens sake! That's just KITCHEN FABULOSITY!  The EHJ lives in a Brooklyn apartment with these people.  I wish they were waving in this picture it would have worked better for me, but no matter...

I think they are breakfasting.  Let's leave them to it and have a look at what the designers Stefanie Brechbuehler and Robert Highsmith did with the rest of the kitchen shall we....
OK, so the the breakfasting owners tidied up the toast crumbs faster than Allanis and I would before sitting down of a morning. That's good.  They're keeping that walnut wraparound worktop pristine I see.  Excellent.

Brechbuehler and Highsmith have used a subtle palette, allowing the brass accenting to provide the 'colour' in the apartment.  Apparently most of the brass they saw was 'intolerably antiqued' (which is brilliantly derisory, I hope they sneered as they said it).  When they found the right tap in the wrong colour they had it stripped and had it replated.  That's dedication to the cause folks.

And wait! Do you spy that little power point on the right and the brass embellishment on the cooker?  BAM.  Attention to detail! Nice work.

The kitchen bumph is hidden away in these clever cupboards under the stairs (and you know how much I love a nicely executed storage solution). Cute brushed brass handles too.

The walls and woodwork are painted in a muted palette that doesn't compete with the brass or make it look, well, brassy.  Brassy would be bad news.  The walls of the living space are Manor House Grey Farrow and Ball fiends.  (You're welcome!) Sliding doors lead through to the office without infringing on living space.

The lighting is the designers own, made from steel pipe rods and is just on the right side of edgy for me.  I keep finding lights actually scary they're so damn edgey.  We'll discuss that when I'm feeling brave enough but for now, bravo Brechbuehler and Highsmith and your correctly set edgeometer!  I salute you and your brass bits and bobs.  Nice work.
H xxx
{images via: dwell}