darling mr.mischief

my darling nephew, jake and I hanging out at the Tacoma Dome watching some highschool football. eating hotdogs and yelling at the ref's. not a bad way to spend a saturday!

Hello, Calacatta Gold, are you out there?

Word on the street is that a high profile project in Dubai has bought up 10 million square feet of calacatta gold marble, effectively shutting off the supply from the one mountain in italy to the rest of the world. I dont think it's good form to use profantities on a blog. But Fuck.
This is what I call a design crisis. I need 2o slabs. Stat. If you see any, you know, laying around, please send them my way.

something new

This one's for you cheffy.

I'm not in the holiday spirit much this year, and as a result, the christmas music that the ladies in my office have blaring is either:

a. making me grumpier

b. putting me to sleep (this is happening as i type)

or maybe c, "both".

Favorite thing of the holiday season so far: Sonna's mom's Russian Tea.

cheffy- this is a combo of Tang, sugar, instant tea, and cinamon. it's magic.

NB Ladies + Champagne

The lovely ladies at NB Design Group finally threw a party to celebrate our new office space! It was a wild party with over 300 people from the design community stopping by to toast our new digs. I'm at work today, feeling a little *sleepy. Insert the obvious adjective that usually follows a late night out. Cheers!

be inspired

I dont normally cry when 'famous' people die. in fact, I dont think I ever have.

I did last night.

and I might again as I type this:
"no one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven dont want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change again. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become old and be cleared away. Your time is limited, so sdont waste it living someone else's life. Dont be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Dont let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary." -Steve Jobs

orange crush: part 2

several years back I took on the challenge of 're-decorating' my then boyfriend's bachelor pad. the goal was to create a space that I could live in... which meant removing the black plastic playboy shower curtain and removing the mold from the sink dishes. ewwwwww. (to his credit, the offending dishes were not his. there is no excuse however, for the shower curtain).

at some point i introduced orange into the space. the then boyfriend (now husband) went a little crazy (read: obsessed) with the new color, and it took years (literally) to get the orange back OUT of the house. Now.. believe it or not, I'm hot to bring it back.

The obsession has shifted back to me in a fit of tangerine induced karma.

stacks of stacks of books

there is something about giant heaping stacks of books that remind me of fall. After doing some crazy person level closet cleaning this weekend, i've moved on to re-stacking our library and creating new stacks all over the house.

this is productive, because i am getting E's law library out of the basement. what comes next is some serious demolition..... and fixing of the dryer vent. homeownership is very exciting stuff.

I'm not entirely sure what' s happening in this picture... I think it may have something to do with eyelash curling, an activity that my dear husband cant bear to watch. Something about it reminds him of a Clockwork Orange.

not exactly the best association to have with your wife.

Kubrick aside, this photo is the inspirational image for the hairpiece I plan to wear to Jill's roaring 20's birthday party. I love a girl who still throws dress-up parties. Even as the 30's approach. Well done.

Park(ing) Day

Park(ing) Day: is an annual, worldwide event that invites citizens everywhere to transform metered parking spots into temporary parks for the public good.

Seattle, of course, loves this holiday. This temporary park is constructed in front of the building I work in, by the architects at Bohlin. This photo is of a real architect, sketching on first avenue, on real grass.

So cool.

PS- On an un-related note: let's all take a moment to remember that photo-dumping on your blog is bad form.

Missoni Love

Who's really really really excited for tomorrow? Missoni is launching over 400 colorful products at a Target near you. The advertisements advise to 'come early'..... is it ok to be late for work? The stripes are driving me wild.

Contemporary, Industrial Lake Washington Home « Design Shuffle Blog

Re-Posting a cool design feature for a recently completed project on LakeW. Nice work Ladies! Curious to see what we've been up to at NB? Check it out.

Contemporary, Industrial Lake Washington Home « Design Shuffle Blog

Looking Dapper.

Here's to the awesome dudes in my life who love bow ties. You guys rock. Here's also to keeping my fingers crossed that one dude can manage a bow tie without the help of the other dude.

How did anyone get dressed before YouTube? Seriously, that sh*t is complicated.

Cheers!

schnoble's

the schnoble household is home to one very old eames chair; belonging originally to grandpa schneider, then papa schneider, and now one mr. evan schneider. last year it suffered a tragic break... the classic 'rubber shock fail', and afterward sat in the GBR for waaaay to long. it's finally boxed up and soon to be on its way back to herman miller for some much needed R&R.

i was thinking it might need a little welcome home party.

and a gold stump. it's totally a marriage of lana glam and classic evan. perfect for casa de schnoble. yes yes yes?

orange crush

Remember the blue wall? Remember what a bad idea it was? Well, I'm hot on the heels of another doosie. My good friend pragmatism will probably keep me from making another online purchase....

oh wait, that was my husband's root canal that I'm thinking of. that's what's keeping me from making another online purchase. that's right.

wedding season

it's that time of year again. this year the count is enjoyable at four. The places we'll be going for these hot dates:
1. Roche Harbor, San Juan Islands
2. Columbia Winery, Woodinville
3. Seattle Athletic Club (I honestly had no idea you could get married there...)
4. La Jolla, San Diego

With the four RSVP cards marked 'yes' and in today's mail....Guess it's time to go load up on food choppers!

summer centerpiece?

this is why I still love urban outfitters. just when you think you'll never find the perfect gold skull for your dinner table, you stumble across a gem in the basement of the downtown Urban Outfitters.

Dad: (accusatory finger pointed at lazy susan) What the hell is that??
Cousin: Uh, I think it's a piggy bank...
Dad: (larger hand gestures) Why the hell is it on the table??

....apparently dad was less excited about my latest find than me. ya win some. ya lose some.

stale bananas

this banana is feeling a little stale. dear world: send me some fresh bananas and some inspiration- stat.

when your alignment is off.

today i am having a plumbing crisis. the location of existing plumbing is contradicting my floor plan. there is a supposed hostile stub up in the open corner of the WC. highlighted for dramatic effect in vendetta red. what's a girl to do?

stamp stamp

you know that sound when the stamp rolls over, clicks and hits your passport? that's a happy sound.

say yes

something about this image is inspriring to me. I'm with you that I cant stand a phony 'yes man'... but in a realistic way I am trying to say yes, more. It seems positive. Well, it is positive; but more than that, it feels happy. especially when it's typed in a simple font, capitalized and repeated three times. Seems like with a quick click of the heels, good things will come.

I agree. Life is brilliant.

yes. yes. yes.

foodie highlight from france

a long time staple of french cuisine, but relatively new to me: snails.

we were at: Le Bar a huitres in Saint Germain. they were served on ice, in their shells with a variety of sauces (most of which i had no idea what they were...) An easy one to identify was a red-wine vinaigrette with some floaty things- likely onions/shallots/something like that. the texture of the snails was firm but not rubbery and paired a little too well with white wine. Tres bon!

white is the new blue

ok, back from istanbul and the blue wall has GOT. TO. GO. at first I was thinking what a great idea it would be to paint it dark. like a 'turret stair' dark. but after getting some sun i am thinking that white is it.

I'm also thinking that in my next life (or next career, which ever comes first) that i will be a curiosity shop keep. since i cant very well name a curiosity shop 'hot bananas', I am brainstorming names.

devin would be proud

here it is for your professional critique and enjoyment. be honest! it's really blue.

lust and regret

i am lusting after this room... and possibly feeling regret toward the blue wall. damn the blue wall.

pics for cheffy

S* List

on today's s* list:
1. US Bank- for irregular and asshole-ish banking tendencies
2. Guest bloggers while you're on vacation
3. Mott's 'granny smith' apple sauce. tastes just like an 'apple' jolly rancher. and NOT in a good way.

feeling blue

Going completely against everything i have embraced design-wise for the last four years, i am starting the new year with a new chapter. blue. it's going up tonight... and so far it's looking VERY blue in my completely beige house..... so we'll see how long this lasts. it's just one wall- the one opposite the entry door. right now it says 'welcome to the smurf house'... hopefully a little deluxing with art and books will make it seem not so shocking. the blue painter's tape trim is also not helping... actually, they are almost the same color. which is scary. please direct prayers to the new smurfs at L'amourita.

Adopted Mantra

A very special friday to my two readers. and a little mantra to carry into the next week. heck, adopt it for life. it's awesome. (courtesy of Apartment #34)