Lots of beautiful things going on here.from Elle Decor, via Aubrey Road
That term gives me flashbacks to season 3 of Mad Men. And this picture seems to evoke hipster therapists. But whatever, it's hot.
This breathtaking Paris apartment was featured in the latest Elle Decoration UK. I spy black bookcases!
We've been getting an awful lot of snow in New York this year. It's getting a little old. I'm going to imagine I'm here instead.
There are a lot of things I like about this picture, so I'm going to post it even though I can't stop imagining people bomping their heads on that overhanging lamp.
495-square-foot attic "studio" in Stockholm. This place doesn't have much in common with the studio apartment I live in. But there's some very stylish use of concrete. Pillows made from an Ikea rug (?).
Clever idea: A reclaimed wood shelf is covered with glass for extra sparkle (and probably a smoother surface).
Bonus points for having a desk with an actual computer on it.
Ok, this feels kind of studio-like.
Do you work better in a beautiful place? Or does it distract you? This was created by Olson Kundig Architects in Seattle.
There's a post about my super-cheapo framing job at the ever-fabulous Remodelista today. Go check it out!
Black, white and brights.
My favorite bit of luxe: Josef Frank wallpaper in the kid's bookcase (!).
THIS IS HOW I WANT TO LIVE. Berlin housing stock, damn.


Quirky, wood-panelled ceilings, colorful modern furniture and a subtle circle motif make this home completely charming.
I love this blue. Plus, everything looks better in a crumbling Italian palace.
The home of Børge Mogensen. There's wood... and blue... and battered leather... and a Bestlite...
While professional framers are always a little disappointing, I maintain a fondness for this cheap-n-dirty frame job, which somehow speaks to the '70s New York hippie part of my aesthetic. This is: a cheap store-bought frame, a mat cut out of black construction paper, and a trimmed paper bag (that once had a book in it!). I kind of love it, and if I wanted to ditch it tomorrow, it would have cost me nothing.
Not costing me nothing, was my sole purchase from my recent trip to Prague. I bought this little Pavel Janák box at the gift shop to the Museum of Czech Cubism. I think it was a visceral response to all the hideous souvenirs on sale in Prague. It's completely unnecessary, but awful nice to look at.