August 17, 2011:
Oh how I have missed blogging! New York was an insane and rather soggy whirlwind. Met up with so many fabulous people - I literally felt like I should have set up a hospitality suite at my hotel. Hmmm Eventi Hotel - you should SO sponsor that my next trip back there!
So much inspiration in NYC - I can't wait to share it all with you. My brain is buzzing. Sadly, (not really the appropriate word here, but let's face it - I got home at 2am thanks to Air Canada gracious clusterfarkery with their planes the fact that I'm able to string words together that resemble a sentence is really a huge kudos to the Starbucks I had administered via IV earlier) I have a million and one critical client project details that need tending too including a budget which may be hazardous seeing as it's akin to operating huge machinery while under the influence of some sort of sleep inducing medication... ya get my drift?
Here's what's coming down the pipe though...
Artwork. Oh my sweet baby jesus. Did I find the motherload of inspiration in NYC. I'm actually tempted to keep it all to myself so that when my projects are published by my favourite shelter magazines - you will all clamour to hire me just so that you can get the same sort of brilliance in your own homes.
Pillows. You know I'm a pillow hoarder right? The Gift Show was like falling off the wagon. Talk about a pillow bender. Lawdy Lou. Just you wait My Precious. Just you wait.
Can we just agree to let this whole Distressed Belgian Farmhouse thing go? Also, fake industrial Steam Punk - I Quit you. Divorce Divorce Divorce. You are dead to me. Done. You've all been properly put on notice. Consider this your Giant Memo. I literally turned my nose up in disgust as I passed by booth after booth that featured this crappola. I mean the odd piece fine sure. That's not a problem but a whole room. It's like espresso to 2003.
Dunes & Duchess. Google. Just you wait and see what I have planned for them. Stacy and I are in kahoots. You will die. DIE! That's all you will get from me about that. For now.
Also - female security guards at Javitz & Piers buildings - lose the tude. Your male counterparts were significantly more helpful and supportive of a swollen momma and her darling 2yr old boy asleep in his stroller. Women, we've gotta stick together. To those who assisted me in getting my stroller past Fort Knox thank you so very much. It was very much appreciated that you made the exception and helped me out. I will repay in kind and support your fabulous vendors both here on the blog and with my American Express card.