Book Week – Heirloom Modern

It’s sometimes easy, especially in the on-line world, to be foggy on the concept of friendship.  I’m “friends” with over one thousand people on Facebook, though I interact with a couple of dozen people whom I actually know.  People whose food aversions are familiar, whose mental and emotional land mines have been well-charted and whose ability to make me laugh with a timely look is unfailing.

A few years ago, in an effort to say “thank you” to some of these folks who had been especially kind to Mrs. Blandings, I planned a cocktail party during one of my New York visits.  In an unsurprising but incredibly generous move, my big city friend offered to host it.

It was a terrific crew and the people who were there are still the people I see when I am in the city.  In the crowd were Jean Sagendorph, Hollister and Porter Hovey and, of course, my big city friend, David Epstein.

Hollister and Porter were blogging and working and Jean was toiling as a book agent at a large firm.  David was, and still is, being fantastic.  In any event, some sort of magic was sparked.

The result of which is a really terrific book written by Hollister with pictures by Porter, including both homes of my friend David.  Jean, now on her own, stirred the pot.  Heirloom Modern is an incredibly personal book about people who have filled their homes with the treasures of their pasts.  Fresh and lively it will inspire you to rummage cupboards and live with the things that mean the most.

You can find Heirloom Modern here and, I happen to know, at Rainy Day Books in Fairway.  Kansas Citians, please mark your calendars for a book signing June 1st at Anthropologie on the Plaza from noon until two.

All images, Porter Hovey.

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Book Week – Nicky Haslam’s Folly de Grandeur

I have a friend who says that you find your clothing style in college and never really change it.  I’m glad to say that while I was once a fan of jean jackets and stirrup pants they have not reappeared in my wardrobe since graduation.  Oh, also no denim mini-skirts, though I did have a doozy back in the day.

But I did love chintz, need chintz, surround myself with chintz and that has never changed.  In or out, thumbs up or down, I always seem to have a little (or a lot) hanging around.
You won’t be surprised to know that I adore Nicky Haslam’s new book Folly de Grandeur.  It lived in my car for weeks at the ready for any brief or extended idle.
Painted walls, chipped furniture, hand-dotted brackets and needlepoint, needlepoint, needlepoint.  I love every page.  Haslam’s own words make it a treasure.

You can find Folly de Grandeur here.

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Book Week – The Welcoming House

I am playing catch-up on all the things that I have shoved to the back burner for the last couple of weeks.  My desk, which is organized, though only in a way that I can see, is piled with, well, piles.

One stack has offered respite from the rush of practices and projects.  It’s spring book season and I’ve been the happy recipient of quite a selection.

A particularly lovely choice, one that offers an escape from the sometimes all to unpleasant real world, is The Welcoming House.

Charlotte-based designers, Jane Schwab and Cindy Smith have collected some of their prettiest rooms for their new book.  Both of these women have entertained me in their homes and I have rarely been so well cared for; welcome is an understatement. 

If you are delighted by pretty spaces you will find loads of inspiration here.  Beyond that, the book is chocked full of practical advice for houses that hold children and dogs.  You know, houses that are really lived in.

You can find The Welcoming House here and tour information here.

All images Laura Resen.

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If One is Good, Two is Better

My plate was full-to-overflowing last week, though with all good things.  Even so, I had a horrible case of monkey mind which led to a very tight spine during the day and nearly no sleep at night.  I was working on an event held last Saturday and, a few weeks ago, in the midst of planning and picking up, I decided I needed new bracelets.  I had dodged the bullet of buying a dress and with this financial windfall (that was how I saw it at least) I thought I would treat myself to a pair of the Kenneth Jay Lane cuffs that I’d coveted for so long.  A pair.  Yes.  Two. More is more.

A quick internet search yielded, remarkably, a site with a pair in-stock with free two-day shipping.  Click, click, click.  Distracted, I realized Tuesday that they had not arrived.  Emails and increasingly frantic messages provided no satisfaction, though threats of internet retaliation finally did.  The seller did not, in fact, have the bracelets, nor did he know if he could get them. He was sorry.  It could take a while. Curious.

Curious and maddening, actually.  And, in a moment of brief outfit despair, I almost gave up, resigned myself to some other not yet found something that would “do.”  Almost.  Instead, I navigated ebay on my phone (a less user-friendly site cannot be found) and located two sellers who graciously accommodated my a) obsession and b) time frame.

The first arrived on Friday and I told myself all day that if the other did not make it one would be enough.  I was lying, of course.  One would not be enough.  The second appeared on my doorstep the next morning just as I was heading out to set up.

So, I wore them Saturday night and I’ve yet to put them away.  If someone tells you that she saw some crazy woman at the coffee shop wearing jeans and a t-shirt and two enameled and jeweled cuffs, I’m sure you’ll understand.

All this in an effort to thank the sellers, hotfindsnyc and msharley.  So grateful for your great service.

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MMc-y D

I stopped in my Schumacher showroom yesterday to order fabric for…wait for it…my dining room curtains.  After living the entire ten years in my old house in a state of indecision, I swore that in this house I’d pull the trigger and let the chips fall where they may.

None of these images has anything to do with my dining room curtains. (I keep saying it, did you notice?  The thrill of anticipation.)  These fabrics are from the fantastic new collection by Mary McDonald for Schumacher.

The rep was in the showroom and let me rifle through her samples.  The line is gorgeous, particularly the chinoiserie panel, top, which has the most terrific hand.

The trim offerings are impressive as well – this medallion being a personal favorite.  You can view the entire collection here.

As always, I received no compensation for this post. In fact, in a way, it cost me the money I spent on fabric for my…dining room curtains. Not really.  I just wanted to say it one more time.

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