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Pillow Talk

My husband is addicted to pillows.

He binges on pillows. He doesn’t discern. He loves euros, standards, kings, boudoirs. Even a neck roll!!

He also suffers from an acute case of Pillow Dismorphic Disorder.

He literally thinks our pillow situation looks like this:

When in (my) reality it looks like this:

Which is arguably too many pillows on a bed.

But Pete would sleep in the foam pit at a children’s gymnasium.

That is the feeling he wants when he puts his head down at night.

Drowning in pillows.

I have tried to show him expert opinions on proper pillow amounts.

But he cannot be dissuaded.

What is your preferred pillow-scape?

Humiliation Diet Update & Happy Things.

14 down. I started running again which is making the weight come off more slowly. I really wish there was some one in charge of weight loss that I could negotiate about what total nonsense it can be. Either way, running is good for my brain and I know it is doing good things for my body even if the scale doesn’t acknowledge that.

BUT

On a more…charming…note.
Many of you found my little corner of the internet through Style Me Pretty’s feature on our wedding. Today, I would like to direct you all to TheEverygirl (where you should really be going on TheEveryday) and read their interview with her about her company Oh How Charming (did you see what I did up there and that pun??). I wrote the intro and I really means it. Lisa has been such a wonderful person in my life, and I miss the time we spent together planning my wedding.

As I go through life, more and more I run across “no” and “can’t do” people. Lisa is the ultimate “can do” person, which is an awesome character trait to have on your team, but is also so personally inspiring. What would we all do if we knew we couldn’t fail?

I may have mentioned this before, but my 4th Grade class had to memorize this poem and recite it to the school and my brain being the precious sponge it was then, I still remember it and it reminds me of Lisa.

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“There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done, There are thousands to prophesy failure; There are thousands to point out to you one by one, The dangers that wait to assail you. But just buckle in with a bit of a grin, Just take off your coat and go to it; Just start to sing as you tackle the thing/ That ‘couldn’t be done’ and you’ll do it.” -E.A.G

If you want to be smacked in the face by some pretty this Friday morning, stalk her events. 

Beauty.

I want to go to there.

There are few places in these United States more fabby-us than the Beverly Hills Hotel.

Martinique wallpaper.

Oldschool glam.

Celebs out the waz.

I would love to turn our backyard into my own BHH inspired sanctuary.

Like This:

And then I would invite all of you over for highballs. At 3:00 pm.

Or you could hire me to do this for you, email me for rates and availability peppermintbliss[@]gmail.com

Making a case for turquoise and coral.

A few weeks ago I worked with a client on her master bedroom using her favorite colors: Navy, Turquoise, and Coral. 

When she told me so loved turquoise and coral I was like, obviously, turquoise and coral are great pals.

 As are turquoise and orange, turquoise and red, turquoise and pink!

And navy…Or its sassy sister, peacock blue, is a great chaperone for those two party colors.

So we came up with a great room plan that we both loved.

And I sent her into a local store to buy her linens.

Where the apparently quite dull proprietor of the store told her that there was no way turquoise and coral could go together in a room. Uh, lady? I beg to differ.

Right??

Mother’s Day and Other Important Things.

Happy belated Mother’s Day to to all the baby mamas out there.

We were never big Mother’s/Father’s day celebrators in my house. Not that we didn’t love the mommas and the papas, but I feel like I was always at camp or something during the parental holidays, and I think they usually just involved a card or some flowers etc. Now, after my first Mother’s Day, I know that it is the most important and sacred holiday of the entire festive calendar.

Pete made it the most pleasant of the days, since Gracie is kind of self involved right now and rarely takes the time to properly acknowledge all we do for her.

“Whas mudders day?”

This afternoon Pete is sending me for an afternoon of beauty, although I am not sure I deserve it after the house cat day I had yesterday while he tended to our child.

Some other things on my brain. I am sure you have all seen it, but the new Lonny is ridiculous.

Congrats to Jamie Meares

Her project featured in the issue was out of control. I have been feeling a little uninspired by the spreads I have seen in mags lately, and this one got me SO excited about decorating again. I talk about her a lot on here because I love what she does over at Furbish, but this was like Miles/Olsen/Ridder/Kemble level for me. Which is mayj.

Shifting gears to something equally mayj.

This mothers day gift to myself is going to change my whole world.

Cell phone case, billz holder, wristlet. 

I can take it out and dance with my hands up. I can toss it in the diaper bag, I can clip my keys to it and carry Gracie with it in the store and she can’t reach over my shoulder and empty the contents of my purse on the floor in the check out lane. I simply cannot overstate my excitement about this development.

That is all I have for you this Monday morning.