Hello everyone! I don’t know if I’ve ever told you how much I love a good tote, not to mention canvas material in general.
Well while perusing Pinterest Sunday, I came across a photo of a chic and rugged. I was so stunned. The more I looked at the creations, that feeling of discovery, of infatuation began to take over. I just loved the color and texture combinations of the various sizes of pouches and clutches before displayed before me. Cotton and leather, vintage indigo fabric from Africa and beyond seemed to jump off the screen and I began to see myself owning these pieces and carrying them all over the world with me. I’m in love and I must know about the person who’s created the object of my desire. The designer, no slouch to the design world, has granted me an interview! I’m so excited! I can hardly wait to share his wares with you all. You’re going to love them!
I hope that the interview and photos will be up by next week. Stay tuned!
Ask and ye shall receive! Yes!
I’ve been obsessed with tiles as of late. Don’t ask me why, but I have a sneaky suspicion that it may be tied to my desire to return to Morocco at the end of summer. I wanted to work there but realize I need to work stay on the homefront. Anyhoo!
It’s all about the Tiles! The colors, they myriad of colors and shapes are just astounding these days. We’re beyond subway tiles, ladies and gents. Just a few hours ago I attended an open house here in my neighborhood. The sellers renovated the kitchen brilliantly and lo and behold, they used tiny black and white tile for the floors. Somehow it wasn’t boring, they made the kitchen chic and very inviting. No black and white tiles will you see here today on this blog. You know I love color, today, I’ll keep it subtle. T
he tiles and colors I saw in Morocco is one of the main reasons I wish to return. It could be a new project for me. Stay tuned.
P.S. All photos are from my collection called It’s About Tile, on Pinterest.
I not even going to start apologizing for my absence. So much going on related to the next step of my life. The school year is about to end and I’m ready, prepared to do more on this blog and for this blog. I’ve changed and realize that my photography needs to stay at the forefront of this blog, no matter where I am in the world.
I had an amazing time in Stockholm. I’m currently back home in Richmond, VA. It’s time to show you why I’ve chosen to come back to this American city.
Time to bloom where I’m planted and you’re going to love it.
Seek and ye shall find.
This caught my eye during my walk yesterday.
I’ve been absent lately. I do apologize but a lot of things have been going on. Just wanted to say a quick hello to you. The weather is amazing today, I’m recuperating and my first venture outside my lovely home this week was to Lamplighter. Note to self, don’t even try to go to Lamplighter to seek a quiet cup of coffee on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. The coffee is great, the food is delicious but I am not in the mood to hear actual sounds and voices from other people while I sip my expensive ass mocha espresso. Not. doing. it.
Here’s a shot while I stood in line though.
I absolutely loved the breakfast buffet at Story Hotel. I left Sweden when I was 25 years old and haven’t had a Swedish breakfast since then. Waking up at Story was just as exciting as sleeping there. Every morning I had lax, cheese and cucumber on sinfully good Danish bread! I was so greedy that I went back to the buffet to try the yogurt! Swedish yogurt has the best consistency, you can pour it but it’s not watery whatsover. Yogurt looks lonely if you don’t sprinkle some in-house muesli on it. Delicious! Oh did I also mention that had fresh, still a bit warm every morning I had breakfast? Thanks to living in Paris for many years, I know what fresh bread tastes like.
Thanks again to Story Hotel. I highly recommend staying here if you find yourself planning to visit Stockholm. I can hardly wait to return!
Please check out my latest article on SlowTravel Stockholm. I really loved the art in my room and through out Story Hotel during my trip to Stockholm. In addition to being a bit eccentric, I loved the fact that I could buy it. One doesn’t always buy art as a souvenir. Story Hotel gets props for thinking outside the box..