Showing posts with label bathrooms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bathrooms. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Soothing to the Eyes & Ears




Landslide (Virgin Magnetic Material Remix) - Fleetwood Mac




Myth - Beach House





Summer - Mmoths




For What It's Worth (Virgin Magnetic Material Remix) - Buffalo Springfield





*m

p.s. If you're curious about the music, it's all from the album, Feel It All Around, which can be downloaded for sampling purposes. ;) Click me.

p.s.s. My foot has gone completely numb in its slumber while making this post. Can't walk on it for the life of me. The things I do for you lovely people.

{1. coastal theory 2. c.t. 3. pursuit aesthetic 4. random 5. c.t. 6. lyla and blu 7. voix deuce 8. observando 9. c.t. 10. my tumblr 11. solid frog 12. random 13. apricot tea and honey 14. lyla and blu 15. apricot 16. apricot

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Feminine Functionality

Oh, hello there chair of my dreams. Correction: entire desk of my dreams. Not too cluttered, and not too minimalist to the point where if I left an eraser at a forty-five degree angle the world would implode. 

The collection of logs adds a very "rugged but still totally feminine getaway" look. That's a term, right?

Oh, ho, ho! Deja vu! I love seeing how a bedroom fits into the rest of its home.

Yet another fur throw! I'd get along with this girl for sure. And would ya look at that painting, it blows me away. So much warmth and emotion.

I can already envision myself groggily stumbling in, and just instantly be perked up with this amount of light. Even if it were rainy, I feel like the colour of the wall, although dark, is actually quite comforting. Kind of wraps you up in its comforting hue.


I love when a home strikes the right balance between making a statement and actual practicality, so that you can really imagine yourself living there. I know I'm not alone when I say that I can easily see myself working away at that luxuriously comfortable desk, or curled up with a fur throw in the inviting living room (because let's be honest, fur throws are something of a staple in this house). 

Sometimes though, practicality can be interpreted as completely minimalist, when it's just bare white walls, dramatically high ceilings, with a single navy couch in the middle of the room and a stainless steel encased fireplace, maybe a red tricycle in the corner for a statement. But, I really can't see myself living in a place like that. Because although you could say that minimalism is the height of functionality, we're all human, and we need comfort, too.

That said, I understand that some people would want total and complete minimalism because that is what they find comforting in itself. Just my two cents.

*m

Sunday, July 17, 2011

sanctuaries dipped in white

Always on standby to dominate in pillow fights, complete with eight pillows within an arm's reach to overtake your opponent.

I've never really known if I would like to have my bedroom so easily visible from the outside, but something tells me this backyard is only acres and acres of lush, green meadows so there most likely won't be any creepers hiding behind trees or anything like that. Or is there... (Okay, I get it. I'm way too paranoid to ever have a hope of being able to sleep soundly with only a glass wall surrounding me. At least now I know.) If this room wasn't so unbearably chic I wouldn't be able to make it through the night.

So NYC. This is the type of scene where Carrie from Sex and the City would emerge in her classic outfit (a t-shirt, undies, and a pair of socks) and would then look outside with a troubled expression contemplating some issue surrounding men. Gotta love SATC. 

So sick. Such a prominent modern touch with the minimalist black chairs contrasting the deep, rustic look. I would feel so absolutely safe in that little nook for a bed. Imagine if you had a single curtain that could slide shut as well, with some sort of sheer material so the light still trickled through. 

There's something about chandeliers and luxurious bathtubs that always gets me. And shutter windows that are such a crisp shade of white. And a fireplace nook filled with a plethora of candles instead (to be subtly witty). And an antique scale which I would never use because it would most likely be hopelessly inaccurate and I'd be left feeling very upset/confused, but it makes the room in my opinion. And a perfectly simple hanging lightbulb which is just the right amount of light needed for a room like this. And of course a wooden platform next to the bathtub, making this room seem as if it is legitimately out of Atonement... well, shucks, this room will always get me.

*m

Monday, May 2, 2011

James Bond's Bathroom


Because, you know, in between missions, he lives in some super stealthy mansion hidden in a rocky mountain off the map. And this is his bathroom! You should feel very privileged to have such an exclusive sneak peek, my friend.

*m

Fairy Queen Attire

If I were a fairy queen, this is what I would wear on a daily basis...

...this would be my wedding ring...

...and this would be my bathroom. 

Just settle your imagination into that bath for a moment. Banish the idea of one, squeaky shower curtain from your mind. Instead, replace it with four full curtains, framing each side, letting natural light seep through into the water. Let your mind drift away for a much needed treat of relaxation. And then, look up. You see the cheerful and fluffy clouds gently rolling through the sky, and maybe a few birds singing a delightful tune as they pass by. Life is grand.

Alright, reality, simmer down. I'm back.

*m

Friday, March 4, 2011

Refined Glamour


Just let me be for two or three hours while I reside in this tub of bubbly goodness. Maybe some lavender sprinkled about for some aromatherapy, a Jane Austen classic waiting on the side, and the pristine silence  of total relaxation surrounding me. Nice. I really hope this will be my life as a retiree. Much preferred. 

*m