Bloooo

It's been so hazy here in LA lately. These conditions are great for wallowing around all depressio, but I'm trying to fight it. I have lots of drafting to do today (we're supposed to finish a 3D perspective of our loft spaces for tonight, ew.), and I REALLY don't want to do it. In fact, I don't want to do anything. That's the power of the marine layer.

I did take a picture of the new blue half wall though. Oops, I'm sorry, the blue/blue-green half wall. Looking very Tiffany. I love it, but it doesn't coordinate with anything else in the house. Oh well.


I got the latest issue of Domino magazine yesterday, providing a good half-hour of eye candy. There are so many patterns in the spaces they photograph. Rugs and textiles and wall papers and tons of accessories to boot. While for the most part everything is very amateurish (a lot of "real people" have their spaces featured) it always photographs amazingly. So someone is hiring somone who knows what they're doing. Anyway, for the most part, by the time I get to the last page in the magazine I feel inspired to just do whatever when it comes to design. Whatever may tickle my fancy, just put it where ever. And then make up some cute story about it, like "I love the homeyness of mason jars. They remind me of summers spent picking peaches on my grand-aunt's farm in New Hampshire. She was an opra singer turned farmer's wife, and I loved wearing her old costumes while eating toast and jam on the veranda." Blah. I love mason jars because they come free with some foods. My story would be like "I got this table in the as-is section at the Ikea in Carson. I saved thirty dollars because someone came to their senses and returned it. I figure I can sell it on Craigslist when it starts to annoy me."

always, carolyn