So here are two homes that I can still feel totally justified in wishing I living in. First up is this place in NYC. I think it's like two years old but it's new to me and that's all that counts!
I'm not really sure what else is in this room because I haven't been able to quit staring at the light fixture by Lindsey Adelman.
Update: Apparently Lindsey is a badass and tells you how to make your own light fixture here. I recognize it from The Brick House now... Seriously, where have I been?! Thanks to Raina for the info!
Office? Library? Are they playing Risk: The Game of World Domination in there? Probably all of the above. That's what smart and rich people do. I think you get smarter just by visiting there. And more stylish. Even that dog is cooler than me.
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I do rather love an ornamental fireplace surround... But I'm not really sure all those pictures actually came from the same house but I like them and since I'm pretending I live there I'll just pretend they are.
On the other side of the world in Melbourne is another place I'd like to pretend I live. Ok I think it might be the art...
Or possibly it's the charcoal couches. But it's not those damn wandering stools, that's for sure.
Yep - I think it's the art. Artists are so selfish with their charging thousands of dollars for all the hours and hours they spend on their work. What about us poor people, you stingy creative types??! I blog which is free to read because I CARE.
Even their kids rooms have nice art. They also have sunflowers which makes me have horrible flashbacks to Clinique circa1993 but I can overlook it.
The messy bed is a nice touch. I'd wake up to that every day.
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