I don’t quite know that I have any business buying a toolbag, but this one is so great-looking I’m certain there must be some use I could put it to. Dog toy receptacle, perhaps?
Sure, there are still shipping fees to contend with, but the pound-to-dollar exchange rate is so stupendously in our favor at the moment that it feels positively irresponsible of me not point out a few quite likable items you can pick up at Liberty of London. I mean, can you even with this cute little portable radio?
In the old days, my coffee table was always piled high with magazines—dozens of them, of every kind—and all anyone did when they came over to visit was read. Nowadays I’ve got adult coloring books strewn about—laugh if you like, I care not—and all anyone wants to do is draw. I have written before about how coloring books have helped me build a mindfulness practice, but they’re just good fun, too. Can’t quite believe this one hasn’t made it into my household yet.
Liberty’s Art Nouveau Ianthe print is a such a favorite that I have tried—alas, to no avail—to create a tattoo based on it. A pillow seems like a decent substitute.
I am a woman of many talents—some more useful than others. Like for instance: I’ve got an uncanny ability to drop and break dishes; particularly, for some reason, bowls. Because of this, I have very few of them, and none match. So I recently ordered a full set of these sturdy little numbers from Heath Ceramics—I’m always extra-happy to have an excuse to buy something from Heath Ceramics—and they’re just the prettiest blue.
It has taken me a while to realize that the trick to keeping dish towels looking fresh is to avoid white ones altogether, as they get super-dingy really fast. Since this minor epiphany, I’ve been tossing the really ratty-looking ones, but have not yet replaced them, which isn’t especially good thinking. So I might go ahead and give myself permission to buy these: they’re part of Pendelton’s classic national parks series, of which I am a great fan.
Because a girl can aspire one day not to do all of her work at the kitchen table; and because an extra bedroom deserves to be an office and not just a junk repository; and also because I do have my midcentury moments: this desk.
I have two huge walls of windows in my living room, which is so fantastic in lots of ways, but not so great when summertime heat turns intense—as it has at the moment—and my apartment starts to feel like the inside of a terrarium. All the A/C in the world wouldn’t help, and, sadly, the standard-issue A/C units in my building are woefully sub-par. So I lean on artfully arranged fans—small table fans, larger floor fans—to make it through the day. They’re all Vornados, which work as well as anything I’ve tried, even if they are on the ugly side. But now this little beauty, which I just acquired! Its design is based on Vornado’s first fan, made in 1945, but it’s fully modern in function, which is a pretty spiff combination.
I bring you coasters, mostly because I’ve been looking for a new set, and—as I have related in the past—news is what happens to editors. First up: I am so in love with the improbable color combination here that I wish it were a dress.
This braided version is like a cute little mini-rug.
These are so fun and bright, but still also sophisticated enough not to look silly.
The new dog likes to chew things: rubber bones, magazines, and— most vexingly—bedding: on one memorable recent occasion, he ripped an entire set, duvet cover included, to shreds. These were not-inexpensive sheets, and I am in no hurry to replace them with another pricey set. My friend Stephen suggested I check out Brooklinen, a newish site that offers quality bedding at astonishingly good prices. And I’m really quite happy with my purchase: grey (good for camouflaging paw prints) in nice, crisp percale.