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Shall we do a little iPhone dump this morning??  Oh, I say let’s!  I’ll start with last weekend – one of my most wonderful friends of all time and Colombian sister-from-another-mother, Tata Perez, came to town.  The last night she was here, we did a little George’s at the Cove in La Jolla for sunset cocktails… I’d go back for the gorgeous view, but I’d say it’s better for cocktails than food…  and I *certainly* wouldn’t hustle back for the douchetastic dudes that we got accosted by at the end of the night and I had to tell to scram. They were so pretty until they started talking.

I almost stole Tata’s sunglasses right off her face…  she’s got some big bad a$$ Ray Bans that were so big on my face they felt a little like the blue blockers some swanky old lady in a mumu in Florida would wear, but don’t think that won’t stop me from adding them to my collection.  Big recommend if you’re in the market.

But in the close overtime thriller between the blue blockers vs. the blue mirrored aviators, the aviators won out.  I do not hate them AT all.  For someone who wears some version of a white tee and jeans every day, they slap a little color on my palette.

Moving along…  part of my new job is to spend HOURS pulling potential fabrics for clients at the Kravet Showroom.  When I flip past things like this, a little pee always trickles out.

There’s a stack of memos (samples) on my desk that are so drool-worthy, I can’t put bear to file them away…  cut velvets & hot pink woven biznass & such.  On that note, I’m DYING (d-y-i-n-g) for us to get a project to do a kid’s room, or a nursery.  I can’t take it.  This would go great in a bambino’s room…  not pictured is the turquoise colorway that they just discontinued (#knifetomyheart).  Kravet is to the trade only, but you can scoop stuff like this up at Inside Fabrics at a little less than retail.

Speaking of work, we’re dog friendly, so Gus came with me for the first time last week.  He did a little drafting…

A little begging with his most pitiful “I’m a starving handsome boy, are you seriously not going to give me any of that?” face…

And a lot of napping…

Sometimes I screen shot stuff from Pinterest that bangs a big gong for me, or rings even truer for friends of mine.

One of my dearest high school friend’s kiddos proudly sporting a signed jersey that another old friend of mine / RSL soccer stud did me a serious solid and signed for her.  She wore it to school that day…  I die.

I need to get back into shape in a REAL serious way.  Sarah Santos‘ instagram feed is a good source of motivation.  And a good source of 90’s clothing inspiration – so cool.

My eyes are starting to notice different things as of late…  a month ago, I would’ve pinned this pic for the blush velvet sofa.  But last week, I pinned it because that hex mirrored glass in the built-in is so amazing.

Sconce from Visual Comfort I’m dying over and dying to put with the temp wallpaper Kristin chose for a client’s powder room.

The best looks-great-on-everyone shade of lipstick…  that also stays on for-ever and costs $6:

Just bought & love this sucker:

On my list to try… I have yet to find a can’t-live-without-it, authentic Mexican joint here.

I scooted on up the 805 to Santa Monica over the weekend for Easter.  We did a nice little sunset walk down Ocean to cocktails and dinner…

Karrie’s K Bracelet

My *FAVORITE* new dress from Zara, which I sadly can’t find online to give you the link to :( …  Dips in the back.  Works like Spanx.  Feels like Monte Carlo.

Saturday night got a little out of sorts…  pretty sure I woke up with macaroni in my hair and one of these in my cleavage.

The hostess with the mostest sported a sweet little floral frock from Target… like the grown-up version of a sweet Easter dress.

Sweet & simple Easter table.  Do you love??

Karrie scored the dishes from West Elm a few years back, the black and white napkins are Kelly Wearstler via One Kings Lane, and the tortoise napkin rings are from a little shop on Anna Maria Island.

PS, how nice is my Mom?  She blew up my Facebook wall with this doozie on Saturday and followed-up with the comment: “You were well fed!” …what a gem.

Have a great week!!


Designer Spotlight: INDIGO + OCHRE

Daddy always says, ‘An ounce of pretention is worth a pound of manure’.” Remember that line from Steel Magnolias?  Yeah.  I mention it because I have always thought the same to be true about design.  I can’t really rap with houses that feel like museums, or places that are all stuffy and overdecorated… where I can’t touch (or spill) anything.  I’m not advocating that every home be equipped with bean bag furniture and be the sort of place where you can throw peanut shells on the carpet… I’m just sayin’, there’s a happy balance: that glorious tweener place where a room looks like eye candy but feels like your favorite pair of buttery-soft, perfectly worn-in jeans.  And it takes some serious skill to achieve.  Two of our design heroes are AMAZING at that mash-up: Nate Turner & Kishani Perera… Hence the reason we’re they’re #1 fans.

And speaking of fan clubs…  I’m a newfound member of the INDIGO + OCHRE fan club. Since I pin like it’s my job, I do see a lot of spaces I like, but rarely any I LOVE. And I’m tellin’ you what – I just stumbled on a few rooms by this Brooklyn based design firm that made my jaw drop…  but after I was done ogling, I wanted to pour myself a cup of coffee and move right on in, because these spaces are just as cozy as they are stunning.  They feel soulful.  Let’s start with the biggest jaw dropper of them all, shall we?

Let’s be honest.  If that powder room was a dude, it’d be a panty dropper.  And if I die and come back as a powder room, I’m comin’ back as this one.  It’s PERFECTION… the ornate carved/distressed mirror… the exposed brass plumbing… the gooseneck faucet mounted on the side of the sink which I have *never* seen done in a powder room but love… the flippity flopping tile… and the recess in the WALL for the SOAP, which might be my favorite part of the whole room.  I can’t take it.  Ok, this is super fun, let’s move on:

This bedroom kills me.  Mostly because when I look at it, I feel at home.  Or, like I’m at my family’s mountain house.  I feel like I can hear people downstairs playing cards and laughing.  Like there’s a breeze blowing through that open window, and like I might just wanna curl up in that bed, read a book and take a nap.

Same jam.  Just feels like home.  Is somebody making biscuits and gravy for breakfast?  Cuz that’d be great.

This one totally is not my style, but when I look at it, I imagine that people who are 10x smarter than I will ever be live here.  Brilliant, worldly New Yorkers.  Academic-folk with salt-and-pepper hair and nubby cardigans and black-rimmed glasses, à la Claire Underwood.  I bet the smell of library books is wafting through this place.

I would give up Velveeta AND frosted sugar cookies for one entire year if it meant I got to cook in this kitchen.

Those sweet shelves…  that COUNTERTOP.

Does anybody else see how massive that farmhouse sink is??  Nomnomnomnom.

Converting an antique piece of furniture into a vanity, avec marble counters + brass fixtures = lovely.

Another cozy bedroom, another sofa at the foot of the bed (always a great move), and that barely-there airy color on the walls…  Le sigh.  Are you guys pickin’ up what I’m putting down??  It’s easy to make a space look over decorated.  But it takes a lot of talent and a lot of soul to design homes that are beautiful but don’t feel decorated…  that evoke such a sense of comfort, nostalgia and warmth…  and that – well – feel like home.


*All images via INDIGO + OCHRE