We’re on the way home from Vegas brown and exhausted. And a little bit nauseous. Recap of the trip when the swelling in my skull goes down. In the meantime, make your own friendship bracelet courtesy of Honestly WTF. Thread accessories are all the rage!
Instructions here.
I didn’t do anything worth blogging about this weekend other than finally acquire a taste for Pellegrino so I’ll introduce you to someone who has her shit together.
Naomi of Design Manifest is real good at creating moods boards that appeal to my pupils. Like the following three inspired by these bold statement pieces. I can’t decide if I like 1 or 2 better, but I would happily squat in all three.
Naomi is also an expert DIY-er. She can make cheap ikea stuff look like expensive non-Ikea stuff. Like this superb Rast hack. Meanwhile, I can barely get my shit together long enough to spray paint a couple of candlesticks. Bloggers like Naomi blow my brain.
You should immerse yourself in her blog for a couple of hours. Good things will come of it.
I have a tendency to be a little melodramatic so my memory of the DIY bubble chandelier saga is probably a tad exaggerated. On Memorial Day, instead of barbequing like normal Americans, we tied dozens of small knots around glass globes, braided rope, clustered shit and even shocked ourselves while working on the electrical wiring. 
It took a total of several hours, one mini fight, one major fight, and then a lot of love and support as the Husband attempted to hang the damn thing at 9:00 at night. I teetered on an unstable ghost chair and aimed a flashlight whilst cooing words of encouragement. End result: the chandy is done and looks alright. BUT THE MOTHER EFFER DOESN’T LIGHT. There’s a problem with the wiring and we know how to fix it. But now I’m not even sure if I really like it.
The Husband stated it perfectly when he said “it doesn’t add enough drama to the room.” The clear bubble chandy is too understated and smaller than I anticipated. So either I keep something I’m not crazy about just because I nearly lost a finger making it or I buy something I like and kiss $50 and an entire afternoon goodbye.
What do you think?
Good day readers! I’m sorry to have deserted you for so long, but sometimes I need a break from the computer so thanks for bearing with me.
Our weekend consisted of a lot of driving, a gorgeous wedding, family time, husband and wife time, chandelier building, arguing while building a chandelier, deciding that marriage is more important than DIY projects, and making up over a cocktail and a romantic comedy.
I’ll share the bubble chandelier story and photos as soon as I’ve reached a more stable emotional state, but for now, here are a few shots from the wedding we attended on Friday. It was a traditional Persian ceremony with the most beautiful sofreh aghd I’ve seen. The bride (my friend) was stunning in lace and the reception (held at The London in LA) was posh as hell. Thank God I’m already married so I can be free from the burden of living up to this wedding.
FYI…the really tall, handsome, bearded guy is the Husband and the not so tall, handsome one is my brother!
My weekend was extraordinarily wholesome. Fresh pasta, smoked gruyere and an early bedtime on Friday night (the Husband participated in his first cycling race at the crack of dawn on Saturday so carbs and sleep were essential).
Converse sneakers, a bar and grill and a baseball game on Saturday. 
And a trip to Ace Hardware on Sunday followed by an attempt to make the bubble chandelier. I even laid out all the materials and tried to hype myself up with a glass of wine, but then I got distracted so there was little progress. In all honestly, the Husband really wasn’t in the mood for a DIY lighting project so we compromised. I attended a sporting event for his sake and he doesn’t have to make the chandelier until next weekend. See, I’m a selfless wife.
I’ve always been a “hair down” type of girl. I think it’s the result of my chubby childhood. When you’re fat at 12, you either become the funny kid or you hide behind your hair. I’m not the funny kid.
I still usually wear my mane down, although it’s wild most days and is in desperate need of a deep conditioning. But every once in a while, I’ll see a carefree girl with a fishtail braid or a top knot and I try and convince myself that my cheeks will look just as slender even if they’re not half hidden by my hair. Next time I feel really secure with myself, I’m making friends with this braided top bun.
Hair tutorial by A Cup of Jo (one of my fav blogs on the Web)
I have a not so simple DIY lighting project to look forward to in the coming weeks to replace the boring chandelier that currently exists in my dining room. I hunted and gathered all the pieces, but just need the time and the Husband’s muscles and brain to put it together (have I convinced you to help yet Husband?)
Until then, here’s an easier way to freshen up an old lamp frame. I love the breezy feel to this, don’t you? This DIY is courtesty of IKEA’s book on textures. 
Now for another très simple DIY — wrap a boring vase with strips of salvaged textile and voilà! A fresh home for fresh flowers. Courtesy of my favorite Swedish blog, hem.
Remember when I said I was horny on the Internet? Turns out, spray paint is the cure. These flea market candlesticks went from black to glossy white and currently reside in the office until I can find a more suitable spot for them.
To be honest, I kind of miss them black. Luckily, it’s only paint and I can switch up the color of these babies as often as I want. I’ll keep them as is for a bit, but if they still don’t grow on me, I’ll have to test out another color. What do you think?
Remember this room?
Now it looks a little more like this…
Ugly
Not as ugly
I had no intention of redecorating our loft space, but my cousin was moving out of her apartment and had some furniture to get rid of and I couldn’t let the opportunity pass by. A couple of coats of chalkboard paint, a new couch and armchair and some accessories completely turned the once overcrowded room into a less overcrowded room. There are still a few things left to do like draw on the walls and insert a bookshelf along the back of the space, but overall I’m pretty happy with how it turned out.
The Husband refuses to have me go on calling the loft a man cave though. Acoording to him, the pink pillow officially converts the space into female territory. So despite my orginally trying to create a nicer place for the Husband to enjoy football games, I inadvertantly turned it into my own haven where I can sip wine and watch Sex and the City in peace. Amen.
This week has been really good to me. The Husband surprised me with this, my friend confirmed she’s moving back to town and I won the Young House Love giveaway! We also finally got around to hanging our mirror in the dining room and the man cave was cleared out for an upcoming project. It may or may not involve chalkboard paint and used new furniture. I think the animals are going to have to pick up some paintbrushes and make themselves more useful this time around. The Husband’s patience with my painting projects is wearing thin.
