Tagged: Furniture
Upcycle x
Long hair. Don’t care.
(All pics Pinterest)
The magic of re-invention plus the mastery of pushing boundaries equals joy personified.
Laters, Kate x
Cubit x
We’ve been looking at getting a new corner sofa in the sitting room. If money were dreams and conveniently grew on trees and my sitting room were double the size, I would seriously be considering a Cubit sofa: Sustainable, architectural and totally flexible…all the things I desire to be…
(All pics Pinterest and Cubit)
I think it’s the freedom that’s at the root of their appeal: There’s something so nostalgic about re-arranging the cushions and chairs to make something just for you, it’s like adult lego for nest builders.
Laters, Kate x
Sofology x
The path to school, as we braved the elements on our bikes, was filled with slippery leaves and lashing rain today. Which is maybe why these huge, squishy sofas are twitching the desire nerve.
Also appealing is the flexibility: No front, no back, put them where you want, move them, change them, adapt, lounge, snuggle and abuse them.
The downside is you need a warehouse sized house to house them…but then that’s just part of the dream.
Sigh.
Laters, Kate x
Bottoms up x
For Katerina x
We’re back on English soil, but more of that later – because I was chatting to a friend yesterday trying badly to describe these shelves – part of the new collaboration between Ikea and Hay.
There’s an air of lust permeating from them that suggests a potential design classic: Perfect for a kids bedroom, ideal for an office, there’s an intriguing play between focal point and curated clutter.
And at a mere £12?? Why not have 3….The only fly in the ointment is waiting till October when they actually hit the shops.
Damn.
Laters, Kate x
The New Art Piece x
The nostalgia of vintage is that magic of re-discovery, the knowledge that with a tiny twist, anything can be re-invented so it doesn’t lose character but effortlessly slips into something more avant garde.
That veil-lifting moment when something previously scorned suddenly turns into a fully fledged, royal owning swan.
I’m having that rush with live edge coffee tables: What once was regarded as seventies back of the throat kitsch is now looking the wobblies du chien.
Naturally (no pun intended) the biggest, gnarliest trees produce the best slabs and if colour and size are what you want then purchasing from the States is your best bet. But this isn’t a cheap option – the cream sell for thousands of pounds because these are natures own works of art, cultivated at the pace of a snail over centuries of toil.
But there are other ways.
(All pics from Pinterest)
The creative alternative is to make one yourself, like this blogger did: A large cut of native wood carefully chosen, combined with hairpins legs readily picked up from Ebay and a bit of elbow grease.
How hard can it be?
Laters, Kate x
Maison Bentley Style 