the space above the television has been just a plain white wall for the past 11 months we've lived in this apartment. the rug is a rectangle, the TV is a rectangle, the couch is a rectangle and all the of the framed pieces above the couch are squares or right angles. i really wanted something with curves to go above the TV. at first i thought i might do something round, but gradually realized i was dying to have my own neon sign -- in a curly, cursive script. there are tons of sign stores in this neighborhood, and it's expensive, but not as expensive as i thought it might be. once our custom sign was done, the boyfriend and his handy drill made it happen.
it's amazing. and it looks better than it photographs.
all i have to decide now is whether to paint the wires white.
I'm pretty sad about alexander mcqueen's death. i wrote something here and here. i regret not buying all the things he made that i really wanted to buy, including the damn skull scarf. i hate that being a creative visionary so often goes hand-in-hand with being tortured. and i'm sad that whatever future projects he and gaga were cooking up won't come to fruition. today sucked.
a retro table that somehow matches the apartment perfectly?!
the boyfriend and i spotted it when we were leaving 500 days of summer on friday night. he happened (?) to be parked nearby… drove around the block, and we popped it into the station wagon. magic.
vintage-y, and zebra-y, and cute. we're going to have to figure out some kind of chairs now, chrome or whatnot, yes?
just purchased an amazing piece by 2 cents, who was kind enough to hand-deliver. it's being framed right now. this is the kind of stuff that makes me happy.