keeping it in the family {lovely bones}…

if i ever wanted to breathe new life into my career i’d definitely consider plying the rag & bones trade & i know exactly who i’d want to join forces with…

because when it comes to a love of antiques & curios i have a life long partner in crime: my eldest brother…

just as well there’s 12 years, a gender divide & an ocean between us because otherwise i fear our shopping escapades could prove hazardous: if we didn’t both suffocate under the mound of ol’ tat we carted home, then we may just claw each other’s eyes out for claim to the best bits…

his obsession: vintage guitars, old dressers, wood planes & lathes &, well, vintage tools in general really {boy stuff}…

mine: signage, vessels, oil paintings, carved wood, vintage photos, mismatched china, linens, etc {girl stuff}…

but we meet squarely in the middle with this…

love warriors

lovely bones…

these intricately-carved lace longhorns {or what i’d like to refer to as ol’ bones made good} appeal to our shared love of quirk, craftmanship & the magic that is mother nature…

they are raw & yet beautiful, striking but simultaneously delicate…

& best of all they represent both the perished & the reborn {deep, huh?}…

needless to say, we both want to make them ours: pronto!

old bones

sure old bones & antlers have been doing the rounds in interior design for a while now…

bare bones & guitars

& frankly, i never tire of them…

gold bones

ever…

lacy longhorns

but this takes the celebration of skullage that one step further, adding an element of artistry to the found & a certain purposefulness to the forage…

& i think it most definitely breathes new life into the old…

{interested in other ways to up the ante on your skulls, antlers & hornage? check out this, thisthis}

images via: love warriorsmade by girljapanese trashdesign shimmerhoneypie living etc

his ‘n’ hers {twice as nice}…

what’s better than finding the perfect padded perch upon which to escape the maddening crowd?

why of course, it’s finding two… right next to each other, no less… his n’ hers, so to speak!

like these sophisticated beauties… {i adore pretty much everything about this room}

or this slightly more country-chic combo…

or indeed this delectable duo…

beyond presenting a beautiful retreat & a lesson in symmetry, each of these seating arrangements also offer up a solution to that age-old sofa cohabiting issue: sofarus-too-smallus {an issue that’s inching closer & closer to my heart with each passing day}

when i first started furnishing our current flat there were two clear purchasing priorities: a bed & a sofa… {in fact, these were the only two items to be ordered in advance of our moving in}… & whilst the bed wasn’t a complete no brainer, choosing the perfect sofa was an exercise in brain cell diminishment!

i agonised long and hard about what would grace our living room… it had to be stylish {tick}, it had to be super comfortable {tick}, but above & beyond all, it had to be positively gargantuan… i’m talking about a sofa big enough you could mount it on wheels & take the family on beachside vacations in it…

& so it was our extra-deep, 3 seater loft-style beauty was born… & for a good while it was heaven: me curled up one end with the laptop & him indoors curled up the other end with “sue 2” {the name he christened his ipad}… & never the twain shall meet… two peas in interconnected pods… happy days, or so i thought…

what i failed to envisage was that, given time, the turf wars would inevitably commence & my chill out zone would be slowly invaded…

at first it was his seemingly harmless & somewhat tentative leg sprawl on the pretence of “stretching”… next came the leg stretch double act with both limbs in for the count & the “stretching” process progressively taking longer & longer & longer… &, finally, without so much of a glimmer of remorse, it was the full-body launch & swivel manoeuvre which not only extended way beyond the indisputable middle line {clearly demarcated by the meeting of the two sofa seat pads} but resulted in, more often than not, my being indelicately launched off the end of the couch to take retreat elsewhere…

and so it was the adjacent chair was acquired… after my initial misguided purchase of a vintage leather club chair {looks gorgeous, but only has the bum capacity for a field mouse}, our one-and-a-half seater ‘snuggler’ was swiftly installed… stylish & roomy with optimum tv-viewing position, it was, at first, a bloody good decoy… not a bad second option at all…

but alas, as the longing, sofa-envying looks of those relegated to it increased & the race-you-to-the-couch games gathered momentum, it became all too clear that the “not a bad second option” chair was never going to be more than that… & it would forever play second fiddle to the campervan couch…

so… long story short… just imagine the heartbreak {& hard-earned cash} that could have been saved had i forseen all of this and quite simply have doubled up…

let my lesson be your guide… it really is a case of twice as nice!

images via:  country by mailsaint honore homegreige design

nature girl…

i am the original nature girl when it comes to interiors…

if i’m ever low on inspiration, mother nature is my first port of call: all i have to do is look out my window, take a walk in woodlands or breathe in a stretch of ocean…

and while other interior trends wax & wane, i never tire of nature’s palette…

airy linens in chalky whites…

raw wood, knotted & gnarly…

all offset with a sweep of black as deep as the dark night sky…

images via: a beautiful livingglobal atelierseventeen doors

into the woods {bedside tables}…

i must confess, there are some elements of home furnishings that still, to this day, defy me… some are just altogether too grown-up to commit to {like buying a “proper” dining table}, others too elusive {the perfect antique wardrobe} and then there are some that, well, inexplicably they just leave me convulsing at the very mention of their name…  allow me to introduce to you my true decorating nemesis: bedside tables…

you would not be the first to ponder how one acquires a phobia for such a seemingly innocuous piece of furniture… it’s not rational, i know… but it’s very, very real… for far too long these ugly, contrived concoctions with drawers & knobs & integrated tea makers {i swear some have those} have ruined what would, & should, otherwise be a very restful space…

& so it was with great relief that i stumbled upon an alternative which is not only simple & stylish, but oh so good on the eye… behold, the wood block…

& this very room is where my love affair with a lump of lumber first began…

i remember distinctly the sharp intake of breath when i first came across this photo on the glossy pages of livingetc. all those years ago… a feverish whoop of delight & a frantic dog-earring of the magazine page swiftly followed…

room for a cup of tea, a good book & a table lamp… done, done & done… what more could a night stand need?

& it never fails to disappoint me… every time i spy yet another convert to the wood-block-bedside-table brigade my heart skips a little beat of joy, reaffirming why i fell for it in the first place… raw & strong, understated & yet possessing an undeniable presence, i think these pieces are majestic!

& so divine is this homage to mother nature herself, it’s even taken on celebrity status {as seen in keri russel’s pad featured in elle decor}…

so, whilst i concede it’s not everybody’s cup of tea, at least the wood block doesn’t deign to make you one either!

images via: passion decorseventeen doorscentral interior design

storm warning {mr jason grant}…

so, a couple of months ago i came across an image {here via here} that literally made me inhale breath rather sharply {an occupational hazard when surrounded by such beauty}…

and i thought to myself, what a soft, striking, sophisticated & yet inviting space this pretty palette has created…

it’s moody & uplifting all at once… like a welcome clap of thunder after a long & humid summer’s day… pretty special huh? {are you catching your breath too?}

so, you can understand how excited i was to come across news of mr jason grant‘s latest paint range for murobond {which, incidentally, stocks some of my all-time-favourite paint colours… but more on that another time}

it’s called “gray scale gardening” {but i’m quite partial to the name “storm warning”… it just seems apt somehow}

so, anything look familiar?

like a bold splash of marmalade and a lick of ultra lilac…

awash on a tide of ash & moonlight, night owl & jet…

somebody call the coast guard, this palette’s atmospheric pressure is palpable…

images via: abigail ahernthe interiors addict

away with the birds…

stone the crows, is it just me or are things getting a little tippi hedren in the world of interiors of late?

consider if you will the following exhibits {evidence of this murderous craze indeed}…

and, on reflection, this appears to be more than a fleeting fad with these feathery fiends settling in for the long haul {at least, longer than it takes to check oneself out in a mirror}…

with a particular fondness for hanging out at watering holes…

and overseeing proceedings in a decidedly menacing manor…

but all things considered, i must declare, i’m kind of liking the whole ‘day-at-the-museum’ feeling they lend to interiors… and, on the positive side, they cost nothing to feed {& look rather dashing to boot}…

images via: apartment therapyabigail ahernsimple everyday glamour

blame it on burberry {london fashion week}…

only last week i was calling for an end to winter… pining for the colours of spring… “what could possibly have happened between then and now?” i hear you ask…

burberry. fashion week. london 2012…

all at once i’m feverishly longing for berry tones, encased in dark velvety greys, tied up with sweet fawn-coloured bows and sprinkled with silver studs…

like this… a killer piece of art nestled sweetly amongst silvery grey accents, stripes & an abundance of leathery loveliness…

or this… lush layers in deep & sultry shades…

and most definitely this… {blossoms like falling snow}

swoon like the moon in june february… i think i love you winter {all over again}

images via: grazia dailyabigail ahernlittle blue deerabigail ahern,

into the woods {paper forest}…

city living can get to us country gals after a while… the absence of green outside the window, city lights in place of fire flies, and birdsong drowned out by the incessant hum of traffic…

so i’ve been looking to bring a little of the outdoors inside my home in time for spring… and along the lines of ‘fake it until you make it’, i’m thinking some well-placed tree scapes might help trick the mind into thinking it actually lives in some grande country manor {instead of an inner-city apartment}…

a few contenders, curiously all in varying shades of grey {oh the irony}, have come to the fore…

one of my favourites, the ‘etched arcadia mural’ from anthropologie, is perfect for rentals because of its paste-free application… i also love that it has an old world feel to it {a little like a backdrop for a victorian stage play}…

morning’s early light perpetually descends upon this bedroom papered with ‘mysterious forest’ by nono… {this seriously would feel like sleeping in an enchanted forest}

and finally, the ‘woods’ wallpaper by cole & son is so modern & fresh, it’s easy to see why it’s gracing all the best walls in town… {how sweet does it look here paired with some aptly-themed nature accessories for good measure!}

pot plants be darned, this girl’s going all out!

images via: anthropologie, make it or break itcece and co

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