Friday, March 16, 2012

Gaga for Gold

I'm crazy for gold.
 I want to adorn my body with everything gold.
 Gold watch? Check. Gold earrings? Check. Gold bracelets? Yes.
I'm just as excited about gold in the home.
Knobs and pulls, gold accents on hooded stoves, even gold wallpaper is everywhere.
 I can't get its delightfully polished shine out of my brain.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Avalon Blanket

I have three daughters.

At home we affectionately call them Small, Medium and Large.

My two year old, Small, is seriously in love with her blanket.
It's a 14x14 pink square thats silky on one side and furry on the other.
She carries it with her everywhere and gets comfort from holding it, stroking it, smelling it.

I was going to show you a picture of Blankie but then decided against it.
Theres no way to mask its dingy and unhygienic nature
as I'm sure you can imagine a blanket thats dragged around by a two year old would be.

If I were to pick a blanket, something that would give me comfort,
warmth and general happiness,
it would be an Hermes Avalon blanket.
How I covet it every time I see one folded at the foot of a bed or casually draped
on a living room sofa.
I imagine how one would look spread out on the back of my sofa.
I envision myself curled up with it
stroking its softness and smelling its wool/cashmere blended gloriousness.
Just like Small.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Enough About Me

I have arrived.
After seven plus years,
from the time my oldest daughter was pushed into the world
and everything changed
 to my youngest daughter turning two and toeing the line of independence,
I am finally able to bring myself to the forefront. 
 At least thats what I tell myself as I contemplate going back to school to study interior design.

When I think back I realize I've always loved it. 
 From moving my bedroom furniture to every wall when I was a teenager
to rearranging moms tchotchkes in a more favorable grouping,
I've always been sensitive to my surroundings.

 And moving into our house three years ago has only made me more obsessed. 
 I'm constantly moving furniture, rugs, wall hangings, pillows, vases, lamps,
plants and trees in heavy terracotta planters, the list goes on and on.
 Don't get me started on paint colors.

 My point being, its who I am.
 Its who I've been all along. 
 Which is why for the first time in a long time I feel purposeful and predestined
and excited for what lies ahead in my new career. 
 But enough about me...
what do you think about me?