Let's Talk About Money

While in Hawaii, my mom twisted my rubber arm into touring the furniture megacomplex that is Inspiration Interiors. I think she said something to the effect of, "There's a giant life sized horse with a lamp on its head!" Oh, you mean this horse? The horse that Karly has been obsessed with for years?

Dudes, I kid you not: I walked around with my jaw dragging the ground like a neanderthal for entire time I cruised the showroom. And I felt like little more than an uncivilized cretin when I looked at the price tags, because every piece seemed more expensive, more rarefied than the next. Inspiration houses wares by Mooi, Front Design, B&B Italia, Fendi Casa,and de Sede, among other more mid range brands like Bo Concept and Natuzzi. It's like a who's who for the uber rich decor set.

Do you have any idea how much a new de Sede Endless sofa costs? Now, I have been in love with this sofa from way back -- check my credentials here -- but I'm just going to put it out of my mind because it costs FIFTY THOUSAND dollars. Yep. $50,0000. My youngest brother was totally nonplussed by this information, and already has plans to buy up the entire showroom once he makes his first billion.

Meanwhile, my other brother was utterly appalled by the prices. Coming at it from a woodworker/craftsman's perspective, he just couldn't reconcile $16,000 for a Fendi chandelier or $20,000 for a Fendi crocodile embossed dining table with the cost of the materials or the time and effort that went into producing the pieces.

He probably wouldn't be into paying $1200 for a sparkly Fendi pillow, either, and I can't say I disagree with him on that point.

And then there's this $26,000 sofa that my mom is obsessed with. The back moves around the perimeter to form different seating configurations, which is cool, but the piece really isn't that big. I can't imagine paying $26,000 for such a wee little guy. Ok, if I had $26,000 to spend. Because I would probably buy a car instead. Scratch that -- I wouldn't even spend that much on a car.

Now I know I'm cheap and I get a thrill from scoring big off craigslist, and maybe it's just impoverished sour grapes on my part, but does this B&B Italia chair really have to cost $8,000? Because I kind of like it. But I doubt I would pay even $800 for a chair that you can't sit in on the showroom floor. I guess she's a delicate flower.

There were some "bargains," though. Maarten Baas' iconic, singed works were surprisingly affordable, as in the chandelier has less than four numbers in the price.

It was kind of an incredible experience to view all these ridiculously expensive pieces in the same location, because I don't think you could see a single thing I've written about in person in Austin. It was also rather depressing to realize that these lust worthy things -- things that Karly and I have written about and obsessed over for years -- are utterly unattainable for us regular folk.

If not us, then who buys this stuff? Well, not this thing -- I don't want to know who has $5000 to blow on a boxing glove chaise. Whoever buys that deserves to be punched in the ass.

Nice though it may be, who can afford to buy this?

Or this?

You know, who besides the (admittedly scrumptious) restaurant housed in the same complex that is furnished entirely by Mooi? (Aside: Wow! Butts!)

In response to my brother's perplexity, my sister in law remarked that what you're paying for is not necessarily the materials, but the design. I couldn't agree more, but I also have to wonder at the sanity of charging $50,000 for a couch in the midst of a huge recession. I mean, man I love that couch -- I want to marry it and have endless de Sede babies. Or, at least I did until I saw the price, but I have to say the sheer nerve of it kind of killed my boner. Which is not to say that I wouldn't snatch that puppy up if I found it on Craigslist.

Or, as Karly would say, if only it were a tenth of the price.

GUEST POST: THE SCARF MUSE

Hey everyone!  I'm Naomi from Thirteen and South, and I'm filling in today while Erin is away.

I wanted to share with you my living room inspiration.  Lot's of people have a muse when designing a space.  Perhaps its a rug, or a fabric, or even a gorgeous magazine spread.  I found my inspiration in my grandmother's basement.  Score!

Back in February, when we bought our row house, we knew we were in for a gut job.  I was adamant that under the pink carpets, drop ceilings, fluorescent lights, and layers of smoke-stained wallpaper that there was beautiful space waiting for us.  But after all the labor and stress of the renovation, I had zero motivation to decorate.

I knew this much- I wanted it modern with a mix of neutrals, patterns and eclectic accents.  I wanted a gray sofa.  And I want pops of orange.  Other than that I was completely and utterly LOST.

Then one evening Nana (who has impeccable taste) invited me down to her basement to view her unused art collection.  I spied this framed art and knew if had to be mine...

I liked that it was geometric, colorful, modern and vintage all in one.

Turns out it is actually a scarf that has been sewed onto the canvas.   It has been signed by the artist, numbered 30/150 and dated, 1969.  Which made it all the more unique and special in my mind.

A little research proved the artist to be Victor Vasarely.  He paired up with Escada to make these scarves.  Being art ignorant, that didn't mean a lot to me, but Erin assured me he is one of her favorite artists and I am a lucky ass bitch.

And let me tell you- just as a good muse does- the scarf worked its magic.  My decorating block was lifted and I was able to fill in pieces around the art.

My first move was to buy some pillows.  Something with a little texture and something a little wild.

A throw blanket and rug soon followed....

(yep, I have that brass tray table that Karly talked about here. I love it, but am planning to switch it out for a more comfortable ottoman.)

I'm not done yet, but I know my scarf will help me finish the space off.  It reminds me not to be afraid of color or pattern, but also to let the art do the talking and fill in with simpler pieces.  Hopefully I wont put Mr Vasarely to shame.

I'm also contemplating getting a new frame.  Maybe something a little bit more substantial, and possibly brass/gold.  Like Nana's...

Her second Vasarely piece, in her foyer.

I hope you enjoyed my little tour.  Erin and Karly- thanks so much for having me over, and E thanks sharing your art wisdom with me!!

Rooms I Don't Get Tired Of

Every few months I purge my interiors inspiration folder (once it gets too full for me to flip through enjoyably) and start fresh.  I'm usually pretty glad to move most of the images into an archive folder but there are always a few that I keep in my active file.  I just never seem to get sick of them.  Here are 2

Not too exciting, I know, but something about it just calls to me.  Erin would probably kick me off the blog for lusting after a room with such an offensive floral display, but I would defend myself by reinforcing the awesomeness of that sofa and coffee table.  Perhaps if she were to spend a quiet baby-free afternoon on that couch all would be forgiven?

If I took Erin's chesterfield and reupholstered it in white leather, then placed it next to my Oasis and followed that with a complete redesign of my living room, I'd have this.  See, I'm like almost there.

There were only a couple of other rooms that made the cut during my interior folder reorganization, but I feel like I've shown them to you 872 times, I was worried that if I went for 873 you just might stop reading the blog altogether, and we don't want that, now do we?