there is something about this image that makes me happy...
it somehow reminds me of college when fraternities and sororities had couches on their porches, not this pretty usually but still.
it conjurs memories, mostly good.
i am going to be working hard on my settee today.
this will include
more stripping, scraping, steel wooling, cleaning porch, fabric shopping, and farting.
image via solid frog
at least that's what's happening in my head as i scrape and make a crime scene of paint brains on my porch in an attempt to make this goddamn settee more pretty...
i applied paint stripper in the form of citristrip.
scraped with my trusty scrapers (i have 4 of varying shapes and sizes).
noticed that someone had decoupaged the shit out of it at some point.
not pretty.
applied another glopping of citristrip.
scraped.
realized that my mess wasn't just paint scraps that i could sweep off but full on paint that was essentially glued to my porch..
i had to pack it in for the day but tomorrow i intend to slop on another coat of pink goo and scrape some more..
it is looking promising..
although i still have this to contend with...
assnooks and fartcrannies.
as soon as i get the old paint off (80 hundred shit years from now) i think i am going to do some kind of stain.
i think.
unless i love the wood.
in which case i am just going to wax it and cover it in gray linen.
to me this is safe.
i know.
and maybe sad and boring to some of you.
and a part of me really wants to gold leaf it and cover it in lavender velvet.
but.
i know without a shadow of a doubt that there is no place in my house for a gold leafed lavender velveted settee.
yet.
so cheap linen for now.
more shenanigans tomorrow.
love and light danielle.
does this weinrib rug come in the fabric version?
let's enjoy mr. miles for a second..
would you ever think to go sconce-lamp side by side?
do you paint your ceiling liquid blue?
i am itching to copy that painting.
i could do it.
when deciding on an interior door color why doesn't anyone but miles consider baby poop color?
this room is masterclass.
no one but miles can get away with a fucking pilar and a 3 ft tall vase in a room this small.
you would never think of it.
admit it.
not miles. but certainly awesome:
curious...was this a table turned ottoman or custom made from found antique legs?
that blue velvet is killing me. i am considering deep blue velvet for one of my frenchy poo chairs and hot pink velvet for the other one.
how different this room is from miles' work.
i love it equally.
you?
images via miles and la lampshade
there are some pretty places on this earth...
the sun and trees working their magic so pretty.
russian baltic cliff pretty.
norway. fjords. pretty.
more norway.
mist in yer face.
tears for france.
irishy pretty.
creep pretty.
puh-retty.
yodelayeeeoooo pretty.
road to probably heaven.
small village pretty.
new zealand yo.
take a walk and chop some wood and then light a fire and drink some tea pretty.
go fishing and then eat fermented trout and drink some kind of fermented berry and get norway drunk pretty.
it's getting weirder isn't it?
sorry.
creepin next to a misty river pretty.
flowers growin on a castle and a sneaky have to look twice for the cave pretty.
scary don't walk to the ocean cuz it's gonna eat you pretty.
i wanna have christmas here pretty.
fall down that hill and you could die but i don't care i'd still risk it every day pretty.
what'cha guys doin today?
we went to piedmont park and played and then went to flip burger and got fat.
woke up this morning to this:
most of the time it feels like you are trapped in a coffin inside a volcano here in atlanta.
highs in the mid 80's. which is actually a lot cooler than usual.
so that is delight number 1.
then..
always wanted to try it.
first go around was interesting...
i poured a little of the chilled lillet into a glass and added a slice of orange as per a recipe.
too cloying...too sweet...too after dinner-ish.
so i added club soda...
delight number 2.
me and mollsballs took our girls to see the sound of music at the fox last weekend:
angles in yer face.
cheese quesadilla!
aaaaand....
the finger.
delight #3.
haz good weekend.
drink. laugh. eat. hug. fart.
