Confessions Tuesday

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I can’t believe that it has been nearly 5 months since my last confession.  The truth is, my lay-off, has thrown me off-track.  I never thought about the reality of not being employed and how my life would temporarily change.  It has been an experience to be a full-time mommy.  This time around with my second child, I have spent the majority his life solely caring for him.  In this sense, it has been a blessing- to get to spend so much time with my kids.  But I can’t deny that much of the last five months there has been a huge question mark, always in the back of my head.  Where will I be happy?  When will that opportunity come?

I changed direction in my career only a few months before being let go.  But the more time that I have had to reflect on this decision, the more I know that it was the right for me.  I spent the majority of my 20’s feeling lost.  I knew that architecture wasn’t what I was meant to do but I couldn’t put my finger on what other path to take.  This blog, which is really a journal for me, has given me so much insight on the fact that I am absolutely passionate about interiors.  All I do is dream about interior spaces and my short experience from working with clients has let me know that I love the challenge.  In time it will work out because I am fiercely committed and hopelessly in love with this thing called design.

But the real point of this post is to re-evaluate my purpose for blogging.  I started blogging thinking that I needed to put myself out there and just show my creative endeavors which quickly lead to the opening of my etsy.  But what is always on my mind is interiors.  So I am taking a blogging break to re-design my blog, re-think {and bring back} some weekly features, and of course to work on my house-the start of an interiors portfolio.  I have the time right now, and have new motivation. I promise I won’t be gone for long, I love this blogging thing too much.  It’s amazing the way that you feel connected to total strangers because of  common interests and pretty soon they are your blogging friends. It’s sorta funny.

And as far as my etsy, I am also re-evaluating.  I realize that I like to do things out of order, I guess I drum to my own tune.  Case in point- I had a baby, graduated school, and then married, totally out of order.  I have been working on a line of products with a partner and will launch a new etsy before the year is done.  Very excited to bring that to fruition.

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Be back before you know it!

xoxo

Dulce

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So Little Time

so many new online Shelter mags (or new to me-whatev.)  This weekend I ran into a definite goodie, Adore Home.  I am loving the color in this home by Claudia Stephenson.  The pops of fuchsia are calling my name.

And this bedroom is what I am all about currently, soft pastels, fuchsia, a little leopard with a furry throw.  So calming but interesting at the same time.{via}

Did you spot that Prada-Marfa sign?  This has special significance to me.  My girlfriends and I will be taking a trip there sometime soon.  I hear it’s amazing.

I am now contemplating the idea of diying the clever art piece.  Maybe.

Go and take a gander, and let me know what you think.

xx

Big Statement Chandeliers and Kid Rock

I am back!  Nola was so much fun!  I’ll share some pictures later in the week.  Before then, I have to tell you the bizarre highlight of the trip…antiquing with Kid Rock.  No joke.

I’ll explain. Since I love old things, I knew I wanted to devote a day to Magazine Street which is known for the abundance of antique stores.  I walked into an upscale store called Bush Antiques and while gawking at a brass bed, in strolls Kid Rock with his bodyguard and entourage.  What is really ironic is that a few days ago at MLB lecture/book signing, one of the projects that the designer to celebrities showed happened to be Kid Rock’s newest home.  Mr Bullard talked about one design meeting that was held in Kid Rock’s kitchen, complete with a stripper pole and a group of gogo dancers.  So naturally, I wanted to go up to Kid Rock and casually say, “I saw your house.”  But that would have been really creepy, right?  So I turned chicken and just followed him for a minute and then walked out.  I wish I would have stayed in the store a bit longer to see what he purchased.  Nonetheless, I sorta feel like I brushed elbows with celebrities last week, and I guess I literally did.

Yeah, it was weird.

But back to real life.  I have been thinking of my chandelier problem.  And I found some nice examples of large pendants that make a big statement.

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I love how this one above has a teeny-tiny tabletop with that enormous crystal chandelier.  It has a bit of an Alice in Wonderland feel, in a good way.

I think this one is even bigger than the Saarinen table below. Lovely.

So I feel better about the whole over scaled chandelier thing.  It’s better to be noticed than not, right?  Oh and I found this picture below while searching this subject and I am in love.  I lurve the modern acrylic box that houses the very traditional chandelier.  Hmm, maybe when I get tired of my bamboo chandie, I may do this to change up the look.  It would be an awesome diy.{via}

You know, I always thought I would be a crazy, star struck person if i ever ran into a celebrity.  But I am glad that I wasn’t.  How about you, care to share any run-ins with celebs?

from {Grey} to {Plaid}

I am finally getting to post this project.  I made a roman shade using Jenny’s tutorial.  I would recommend this method if you are working under a tight budget or decorating a rental.  It’s an inexpensive but temporary solution to window treatments.

I love the new plaid shade.  A lot more youthful and fun don’t you think?

Gotta run now.

See you next week!

xo

The Tale of my Crib

This post took a little while to write, and I warn that it  is a long one.

I found out that I was pregnant in the middle of my fourth year Architecture semester.  The prior year was absolutely grueling.  I believe 90% of the remaining class pulled all-nighters every other night of the week.  But fourth year was supposed to be the easiest year, with work intensifying again in fifth year.  This did not calm my nerves about my unplanned pregnancy.  But as most women do, the announcement that I would be having a girl replaced my anxiety with excitement.  I had always dreamed of having a baby girl, and I immediately bonded.

Quickly, I was overcome with an urge to nest.  Everything I thought about revolved her nursery, with the crib being at the top of the list.  I have learned that it is in my nature to always want something different and what could be more different from a circular crib?  I found a diy instruction package on eBay  that claimed it was, “…easy-foolproof instructions.”  It was perfect for me, being that i had mediocre carpentry skills.

I walked into our school woodshop, with instructions in hand, and walked up to the woodshop manager, Tommy Joe.  He was of asian descent with a thick Texan accent and a stern face.  Tommy Joe had been a master carpenter who had run his own business at one point but had given it up in his later years to retire in the school system.  I softly whispered and extended my hand, “Hi, I am Dulce and was wondering if you could help me make this crib.”

He examined my printed tutorial thoroughly and finally said, “Yes I can, but the instructions are not correct, we can make it better.  We can start tomorrow, after studio, every day for 2 hours each day.  We should complete the project in two months.”

 Faster than I could respond a ‘thank you’, he walked away, leaving my faulty instructions on his desk.

Week One, Day one-5 months pregnant:

Tommy Joe had made a list of supplies that included crib hardware, raw lumber, and plywood.  He said raw lumber would be the most economical way to build a ‘heirloom crib.’

“Heirloom?” I asked a bit puzzled.  “I was thinking I may want to sell after the baby grows up…”

“Oh no, Dulchi, you are going to love this crib.  You will never rid of it,” he said sipping on a diet Dr. Pepper.

Later I went to a local lumber yard and selected walnut lumber that came in logs.  My $400 receipt that came from my student loans made it official.  I was committed to building the crib for my little one in my growing belly.

Week two-5.2 month pregnant:

Smells are quite strong when you are pregnant.  I began to familiarize myself with the smell of burning dust that came from the industrial Sander, the sweet aroma of Tommy Joe’s Dr. Peppers, and the strong odor of his chew tobacco.

The kind man oriented me through the shop.  I learned how to use machines like a table saw, drill press, hack saw, planer, lathe, etc.  First task on the list was to cut down strips to make the curbed rails that would be glued into place by a ‘jig’ that Tommy Joe had made the night before.  I cut the timber into strips and then hand planed them  shaving off excess wood with a machine that worked like a manual pencil sharpener.

This process would take weeks.  It became a usual sight to see me walk into studio covered in finely shaved walnut from head to toe.  But it was fun to get to know Tommy Joe, he was an interesting man.  He was an architecture major while young, but his father became ill and he dropped out to take care of his family.  He never married.  Came close to it once but she changed her mind and it broke his heart.  He was close to retirement age when I met him, and he talked a lot about his regret of never having children to pass down his skills.  Hiding behind a stern voice and demeanor, was a very sweet man, I soon began to understand.

Week 9, 6.2 months pregnant:

Weeks passed that turned to months.   My life at this point consisted of: Classes. Studio. Shop. Work at home. Sleep. Start over.  Work load in my studio was somewhat reasonable as rumored.  Even so I had to work until 2:00 am at times. It is the sleepless grind of an architect.  When I first stepped foot in the shop, my belly was barely there.  Soon it was in the way and made it hard to work around. My feet looked like I was baking bread inside my shoes, swollen and fat from retaining fluids. This was the most awful and painful part.  But I had a deadline to meet and that was priority.

Week 12, 7 months Pregnant:

I asked Tommy Joe, “what happened  to 2 months?” No response…

The deadline that seemed like it would never come was given an official date by my doctor who scheduled me for an induction.  Close friends and my then boyfriend helped on final pieces. But still, Tommy Joe and I were working on the ball finials of the crib up until the very last-minute.  I left the woodshop at midnight and was scheduled to start labor at 6am.  My feet could not be happier.

To cut a long story short, I had my baby girl and now she is six.  Six years later, it’s up again, used by her little brother.  I am so happy that both my children got their use out of my handmade crib. It was a real labor of love, true in every sence of the word.  Sometimes I wonder if either of my kids will really appreciate the crib.  I wrote about this here.

Whatever the case is, when they want to be smart teenagers, instead of using the cliche “I walked 50 miles in snow tale”…I have a better story.  I mean I did work on this an estimated 150 hours while preggers.  I wonder how that compares to La Petite Maison?

And if you are reading this Tommy Joe, a huge thank you!  I could not have done this without you-xoxo.


Playing with my Etagere

If you didn’t know any better, that kinda sounds naughty, huh?

After  coveting a gold etagere for what seemed like forever, I finally have one.  I am still working on the styling.  I would like to add vertical placed books with brass bookends and find a taller piece of sculpture to replace the Domino Book of Decorating on a stand.  But overall, I love the way that I can collect things and display them on this with the piece still looking light and non-cluttered.  Plus it fills an entire wall which can be costly to fill with art.


Oh and it is still super gloomy over here. It poured on the birthday party this past weekend. It turned out better than I thought and I got to spend time with some people who I don’t see enough. Good times.

Rue: Wendy Shwartz

Have you read the new Rue?  It is probably no coincidence that the spaces that most spoke to me were those designed for children.  I am in midst of planing my son’s first birthday while simultaneously working on finishing touches of his room.  Crazy month.

Little being spaces are my favorite.  You can push concepts a little more than in adult spaces.I love balloon shades in children’s rooms.  So much so, I do.  I must learn how to make some soon.

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The littered toys here make me feel so much better about messy kids rooms.  I have to admit that I can be a little mommy dearest when it comes to toys all over the floor.  Kidding-just a little.

Have you checked out the new Rue?  What are you faves?

Fabrics Make me Happy

They really do.  Is that weird?  Maybe.

But in all seriousness, fabrics can completely transform a space.  While thrifting I found this printed canvas for $2.  I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with it but I had to have it.  My first thought was to frame it.  But I didn’t like that it would hide the texture of the fabric.  So I decided to hang it, using grommets.

I bought a grommet kit at Home Depot for about $7 and some change.  I had some rope lying around the house and used a hammer.  Sorry for the blurry picture.  My baby distracted me (upper-left corner.)

The kit came with this steel tube and a small wooden block.  The block was placed behind the fabric per the directions that came with kit.  It was supposed to make a hole but mine didn’t.  I could have continued to bang it, but instead took the easy way out and just made a hole with scissors.  It was pretty easy to follow the directions and was super quick too.

Yay!  I always wondered how you put in grommets.  Now to hang.  I’ll leave that for the next post.  And here is a peak of a package that was just delivered via.  I love it!  I can’t wait to share what I am doing with it.

To be continued…

xo

Me.

You had me at Etagere

Is there such a thing as perfection?   Because to me, this comes quite close. First let me elaborate on that couch.  It looks strikingly similar to my Meyer Gunther Martini (which I have a strong feeling that this may be one as well,) it is a uniquely proportioned Chesterfield with cabriole style legs.  And did you notice those teensy arms?  Usually Chesterfields are very bulky and have a masculine appearance.  But this one is dainty, so it makes perfect sense that Mrs Emily chose pink for reuphopholstery.  She has such a fondness for asymmetrical compositions, even the coffee table is off-center.  I love it.  And I vow to stray away from symmetrical arrangement.  Symmetry is just so comforting which sometimes translates to boring.  Asymmetrical compositions, as Mrs. Henderson has proven, are much more dynamic.


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I have been searching for a brass etagere like the one pictured for some time now.  On my birthday weekend, last month, I found a listing of this exact same style for $65.  But someone beat me to it since I had a weekend in Galveston.  I was planning on positioning it just like it is here, with my MGM in front, with styled shelves acting as visual interest.  I even had a small gold arc lamp in mind that would be placed where she has this lotus-shaped standing lamp, for reading.

Sigh.  This Craigslist loss will surely haunt me.

How about you?  Any Craigslist losses recently?