He is sipping the Kool-Aid

Never in a million years did I think my husband would agree to my crazy idea.
But, through the power of persistent persuasion, I think it may be happening.
And by think, I have booked an electrician to switch light fixtures and last night I ordered this:
I let my husband choose the bedding.
It is the least I could do.
And I think it will go very well with our current throw pillows and color scheme
Am I crazy for doing this?

Sparkly new things.

In the past week, I have gotten a few sparkly little, but exciting, new things.

First, this gold ball, to fill the blue vase on the landing in my entrance.

I felt like it was empty without anything in it, but it is directly opposite a mirrored table topped with a vase and sticks that I thought more sticks would be overkill. Well, actually, I thought it would be OK, but my mom said it would be overkill.

right side See?

So I decided to try out a shiny gold ball that highlights the painting above it. I’m living with it.

photo 1-9Ideally I’d like more height, but I’m not sure how to achieve it. A work in progress.

photo 2-10

Then, there was the night I got lost on ebay and found my way back home using a trail of Jonathan Adler breadcrumbs. You guys, I bought pillows. These pillows:

photo 4-3Love and Peace? I had to.

I first thought they’d be perfect for my bed.

So I got it all set up…

photo 3-7And while I thought they look awesome there, I felt like I was getting into “Along Came Polly” territory.

And so I thought of moving them onto the bench in my entrance.

And I think I’m in love.

photo 5-2Peace and love, to be precise.





I fancy the way this new set up looks at night.

photo (90)And Fancy is one of my favorite words. Especially in that context.

And I once heard the quote “A little of what you fancy does you good.”

Apparently it originates from Vaudevillian performer Marie Lloyd. I did not know that until now.

In any case, I’ve always loved that quote.

And this has been a very weird post. But it’s been a long week. And a hard day.

So I wish you a something good. Or, at the very least, a little of what you fancy.