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Out with beige and dirty colors, in with eye popping shades ranging from clear to blinding. Put away the olive greens and washed out blues and dingy neutrals. You can do those any day. Now is the time to go clearer. Bolder. Cooler. The perfect antidote to nasty dark winter. In particular, I think this is happening:
Keep the crazy under control by making everything else neutral and rich. Dusty black, creamy white, golden brown, all with loads of texture and patina.
Who's with me?
Yeah, I know it's kind of old news -- Hunger Games blah blah blah -- but I can't quit with the arrows. Last Christmas all I asked for was a pair of vintage brass arrow sconces, because I have my priorities straight. Also, as I have explained to Ben 100 googleplex times, I am very low maintenance. I hereby demand a medal for my low maintenanceness.
Or maybe just some new candles. Black? Gold?
Let me tell you a funny story about those there pillows. I was shopping away at ye olde Homegoods when some stranger walked up and asked if I was Erin, to which I was forced to reply yes because I am. It was Courtney, a very tall very pretty blog reader, and it was weird. Like I was swimming underwater and someone else with dirty unkempt hair was talking to her.
Anyway, Courtney if you're reading this and you still want these pillows, come and get them. I can't bring myself to return them because they are oh so soft and squishy and cheap. Yet, I know in my heart what I really want is a pair of these:
Pierre Frey is not low maintenance. But I can't be a martyr all the time.
I digress. The whole damn raison d'etre of this post was to share some sources with you, and here I go talking about me me me.
I want to be a giver. So here.
I made a photoshop graphic. It will probably never happen again.
1. Uttermost end table | $262
2. Arrows barrel table | $110
3. Armillary chandelier | $1680
4. Arrow pedestal table | $60
I might actually buy one of these. Guess which one it won't be?
Happy Friday, dudes.
Who am I? A 20 year old frat boy who buys black leather in the vain hope it might hide evidence of keg parties and debauchery at large? Nary a few months ago I put my foot down and stated that I am, unequivocally, a brown leather kind of girl. And then I saw this:
Except it comes in a super long four seat configuration and I think I must have it.
Am I crazy? I mean... yes. Of course I am. But will I regret selling my other couches and buying this? PS, our living room looks nothing like that right now. I keep planning to shoot it and post updates, but our couches continue to annoy me. I'm over them. I think.
We moved everything over from the old house and it just doesn't fit here. The chesterfield is pretty, but not big enough to be the main couch. The tan couch is pretty, but maybe kind of blah with the wall color. I can't really afford to buy an entire new room of furniture so I have to do it piecemeal, which means our living room will look terrible while I decide what to buy post giant sofa purchase... basically redecorating when you're poor is stupid, but I'm considering it anyway.
Here's some black leather inspiration:
I hear once you go black you never go back.
What say you? Yay or nay?