Thursday, January 24, 2008






Decorate it, darling...
my place needs help and I'm so stuck. It is litt'uhl. Not like a bunny and not like a cute ickle place in Paris with gorgeous radiators, but little in a way that feels wrapped in garments of malediction and, you know, laminate floors and Ikea.

Truly, any input would be much appreciated. I'm going for an arm me with harmony/Jersey bring the bitch out the bastard/danish modern look. Don't send me a bunch of Wormley chairs. I'm aware that they're the obvious solution but I can't afford them. I'm a smidge preoccupied with developing "crazy old lady" chic with too many florals and animal prints. Please help.

PS. It isn't messy because I am messy...I just haven't unpacked yet and, well, there isn't any place to put anything. Oh, and I have metal shelves and giant frames to hang.

Yay for event season! Though I don't get to go, I am super excited for everyone else to wear pretty frocks and, like, curl their hair.

I wish that Libertine could wear a navy tuxedo and V. Petunia could dress in, I think, Peter Som. She conjures a teenaged Julia Restoin-Roitfeld since growing into her back paws and he is mommy's hirsute little Tom Ford.

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