Some of you may call it orange. Some may call it red. I'm calling it rust -- still the object of my lust.
Happy weekend, blog buddies. Thank bejeebus, it's going to be a long one.
Fill My Eyes With That Double Vision
I am so tired my eyes are crossed and weepy and twice I have put my underwear on inside out without noticing until the end of the day. Would that I could magically transform my puffy eyes into glory goggles capable of magnificent hallucinatory visions, kind of like this:
I'm not sure how hotshot photographer and art director Charles Bergquist is making these amazing images, but I need to know more.
There is some nutty metaphysical parallel universe bizness going on here, and it is blowing my mind up.
As if it needed any more blowing right now.
Check out more work from Charles Bergquist and buy his prints here.
Golden Globes
Update! I am still totally in love with gold! I thought that maybe I was leaving my go-to-gold-and-gray color palette for my new lover chrome-and-camel, and, don't get me wrong, C & C is totally my boyfriend on the side but Gold remains my long term love. We're soul cell mates as my husband likes to say. How was my burning desire for gold rekindled you ask? I'm pretty sure it was the exact second I saw this puppy:
What is wrong with this picture? Yeah, that's right: Nothing. This example of walking / talking perfection comes from the design duo meier / ferrer
While this is most certainly enough to rekindle a waning romance, I knew my love was never really gone since I can't seem to get this light out of my head:
The Sciolari ceiling light in Kelly Wearstler's own home is nothing short of amazeballz. I have a few personal spaces I'm working on right now and I want this light for all of them.
I will also be willing to settle for this gold gem. (BTW thank you Andrea for the find!)
Although I think I'm going to have to forego the $4500 light and spring for something more like this. It's gold, I'll be fine.
Oh! I'll especially be fine if it looks like this. See, I really just will never get over gold. And it is with every fiber of my being that I say: Yes, I absolutely would 100% live here:
Yep. All over it.