Christmas 

with the whole family
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I am not a  Christmas groupie. I never have been. I have such a hard time with the whole commercialization of the entire holiday. Starting with the wretched music that is now being played the day after Halloween. I mean, have you actually stopped and listened to the lyrics of half of these songs? They are unbefitting and some... quite creepy.  Then there is Santa Claus. The whole Santa idea is erroneous, he confuses the children as to whom they are suppose to be celebrating...and talk about creepy... Next, the horrible TV and radio commercials. (If you truly love your loved ones, you will buy them this and this and this.Oh, and if you super love that special someone, you will buy him/her a Lexus, and put a big red bow on top of it...) I know, I know, I sound like Scrooge. And for that I make no apologies. I think it's high time we stand together and put a stop to buying into all of the holiday slipshod. Speaking of slipshod, would I be pushing it if I also requested a halt to our kindergartners singing "I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas"?

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Yes, I am being hypocritical... I write in this blog my ideals. Not my realisms.
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So here are some pictures. Bare with us... As we did indeed don our gay apparel.  I hope you all had a very merry Christmas. I know we did.

Merry Christmas

For me, Christmas memories and Polaroid film go hand in hand.

I'm thinking of gettin' my gloss on.

It's no secret that I have been struggling with the design of my own home. And when I say "struggle", I mean I haven't done anything.  And when I say "anything", I mean I haven't done a thing. I haven't even put up one picture. Not even set one piece of furniture in the place it is suppose to be in. That beautiful walk in pantry that I was so insistent upon, still has never been organized. The food is placed in the same spot that  my wonderful  movers so carelessly threw it in. And, I think my family and friends are getting really tired of it. (I'm getting there) Although they haven't said anything about it, I 'm betting they aren't loving my butcher paper drapes in my dining room... I can't say I blame them. It's high time I put up real drapes.After all, it has been... eight months.

Spearheading this sudden burst of motivation,  these beautiful glossy walls. I think I may start with these beauties. My family room only has about forty square feet of paintable wall space. The rest is either windows or cabinetry.  I'm thinking of a charcoal grey lacquer. I always wanted library walls done in this treatment but I think my family room is as close to a library as I am going to come.  On a completely different note, I am loving  these herringbone wood floors. I fought for those. But I lost that battle. I also totally dig the color palette. Maybe I should just see if this home is for sale.

I love the way the lacquer trim and walls all blend together. I'm thinking this wouldn't work

with a contrasting trim. And look at that wall to wall carpet. Can't beat that with a stick.

It is smashing.

Missing New York

I just came across this picture. This was about 4 Years ago.

 I love these women

Mom and Carolyn.

Thanksgiving

I found this on my mom's computer. I don't know what's going on with me
or my hair, but Tom looks so cute.  This must have been at least 3 years ago. 

Happy Thanksgiving

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   Thanksgiving has always been my favorite holiday. 

Nothing to overdone. No weird characters involved. 

Just food and family. What more could I possibly ask for?

An Amazing Man

 

This is my father in law. I love him dearly. He has been battling cancer for the past while.

 It is really hard to watch someone who has always been so strong and capable be 

weakened by something they can't control. He is fighting it, and he is beating it. 

We wouldn't accept anything less.

We love you, Paul!

le chocolat

 

  Fair Warning

   I walked into my powder room after Nadia had cleaned it. I saw this. Struck me as funny.

Beautiful

I love big hair accessories. There is something very nostalgic about them.

What I wouldn't give to be walking down the street and happen upon the woman in the blue skirt. And of course, I would totally sport the pink outfit. And I would love it.

 Grey is the New Brown.
And has been for years. Quick, someone tell Utah.

 Just to clarify:

 GrAy = America

GrEy = England

(Both spellings are correct. One just seems cooler than the other.)

I am absolutely in love with this Oly Studio Elisabeth cabinet. (Alice Lane)

Grey can be very warm.  Love this chair. I'll take two, please.

My new favorite is mixing gold accessories with a cool grey. Also, keep in mind,
original parquet flooring is very hip. The honey color looks perfect with grey.
There is no rule saying the two don't work... As we can see, they work beautifully.

Beautiful. Love grey and white.

Great floor, great bones, great grey.

When can we move in?

So long, brown. We'll miss you dearly.