Showing posts with label Furniture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Furniture. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Bar Reference: chronicles de la drunkles.








Is it sad or ironic that I'm writing this post while hungover? A hangover that was curated on a Tuesday night at home where nothing was being celebrated? Last night Brandon and I had plans to go normalling at the grocery store but instead I decided we should eat a small amount of leftover Ajiaco chased by 5 cocktails. Totes puked.

PS. I'm not always such a drunken whore. Don't judge. You don't know me.

Here's our dangerous cocktail recipe: I call it "The February Fakeout"

In a lowball glass add:
1once of Monopolowa
1/2 once of Brandon's homemade llimoncello
1 giant icecube
4 oz of sodawater
splash of orange bitters
stir
drink
repeat


Anyway this post is supposed to be aesthetic reference for the bar at our house, not  chronicles de la drunkles.
 Soooo.......
We have a weird french door closet in the main room of our house. Instead of using that space for storage or putting a miniature office in there or whatever it is that other people might be drawn to we have decided to build out a bar.

First things first would be a coat of black paint on the interior so that the closet recedes. Secondly the fugged curtains fashioned out of a sheet will be removed.

Then we need to shop for shit:

Some classy old table type thinger
 One of those airstream soda water mahcines
Esque studio and No. 1 Son (Bar)barian stuff
A fruit bowl for limes
an ice bucket
Some horn tumblers.





There are a lot of choices so I made another ghetto moodboard:

Friday, March 23, 2012

AMORPHIC FURNITURE NEEDS: LIGNE ROSET

I saw these photos of a Belgian Villa over on desire to inspire and was reminded how much I love the Ligne Roset Togo sofa. It's one of the few sofas that Brandon and I can agree on which is funny because not many people can agree on this sofa in general. Some people actaully seem to hate it. I've even been told that it looks like a discarded worm skin, which is weird because I don't think worms discard their skins. 


I think I love them so much because they are a little grotesque but they also look so inviting and comfortable. They look expensive (because they are) but they also look casual (because they are).  I also like that they split crowds. Who wants a sofa that holds the threat of becoming too ubiquitous? 


 
I would love one with nice worn leather in a light cognacy tan, which would be a shade or two lighter than the one pictured. The leather would have to be so specifically light because at any given moment there is likely a person in our house wearing black and I would hate for the guests to clash with the furniture.  That said, it might just be easier to get one in black leather.


Brandon says he would prefer one in fabric which I guess would be a more economical choice.  Maybe we could find a used knockoff on the cheap and have it recovered later down the line? What about velvet? I imagine they need about 900 yards of material to recover so it might not be worth it.