While wandering around Notting Hill on our trip to London, Pete and I stumbled across the Jimmie Martin showroom.
Talk about an attention grabbing window.
So we popped inside and were transported into some rocker, Tim Burton, crazyballs, neon, irreverant showroom of art they call furniture. My inner gay man was in serious lust.
So who is this Jimmie Martin…
“July 2004 marked the registration of Jimmie Martin Ltd.”
“Jimmie Martin Provides an eclectic showcase of one-off pieces of furniture combining the decadent and quirky with the nostalgic and urban.”
“All pieces are individually finished off to either the customer’s personal taste,
or to the ideas of the founders, Jimmie and Martin.”
“There is a rare consistency of sophisticated pieces combined with a sexy, modern design element.”
Doesn’t it remind you of something Arielle would purchase for her apartment?
They work in a few recurring themes…There is the Flamingo:
And then my favorite work with The Union Jack:
Whatever you are in the market for, they’ll rock it out for you…
And other magical items:
Can’t imagine how these trippy pieces would look in a room?
I would also look like Gwen Stefani (tall, blond, able to wear skinny jeans) and wear red lipstick.
And be famous/best friends with Britney Spears.
I am a lot more rad in my fantasy life.
Do any of y’all have an alternate fantasty life? Or could any of you hipsters fit Jimmie Martin into your real life?