Our client at Poplar Plains, who enjoys reading this blog, would like me to point out something to you. A point of order if you will. In her recent Guest Room post seen here, I mentioned wanting to get rid of the metal thingees on top of her armoire and replace them with something more sophisticated - Asian Ginger Jars in Blue & White to be specific.
Well she would like me to point out to you that I apparently (I say apparently because I feel that I made the initial call on these under duress but more on that in a second) approved & placed said metal Judies up there in the first place.
That was kinda a half hearted concession - I know, I know - I can hear her rolling her eyes (they're a bit dry after bugging out of her head) and of course there is her patented sigh - she does this deep sigh followed immediately by a little cluck. It's not quite a Tutt but it's close enough. It's her I'm not impressed or I'm bored or would someone please refill my glass of wine....? Anyway, I remember shopping with her at a particular store that I NEVER frequent because I think (little fuzzy here) that she had Gift Certificate or Store Credit to spend there. Either that or we'd just left a VERY expensive store where you can't just satisfy the itch to buy something & walk out without having had to go into debt/sell a kidney. You see, this lovely client loves instant gratification. Most do. Impatience & a lover of beautiful things.... The Judies were fun, whimsical but I'm over them. They lack the sophisticated elegance we are going for in this room. Maybe if we gold leaf them and move them somewhere else I can enjoy them again. Of course, because I endorsed them the first time, I'll be the one leafing them - pro bono of course. It's the only way I can right the "I'm Just Not Into Them."
That brings up a whole other ball of wax though - would love your feedback. If you change your mind down the road on a design element - do you cop to it, change it up? Do you wait for said client to grow tired of it and quietly squirrel it out to the side of the road? Do you pretend to love it still and secretly hope the cleaning lady breaks/damages/destroys it - let alone offer her $50 to lose it?