Respects

Heeeey! Just a few really weird randoms today…

It’s all happening in my backyard so I’ll start with plants. I know I’ve been saying forever that I’m not a plant person and I take it all back. Ripping out every little precious flower in the backyard and starting from scratch has been the best decision. It is slowly filling, in a very minimal sort of way, with plants that I actually like and want to take care of, turning the backyard from a burden to a joy. So to the segment of plants that are aggressively adorable and spiky and non-floral and drama-free and not needy, thank you. Much respect.minimalist yard landscapingSpeaking of backyards…I rarely venture from my handful of favorite blogs, but it’s fun finding new ones that I’m into. I’m sure most of you are hugely familiar with BrittanyMakes, but I’m late to the party. I’m so loving her California deserty with a touch of Italian backyard! Being in the thick of backyard improvement, it’s nice to see someone with similar plant vibes going on who is a bit ahead in the process for motivation. Brittany, you have exquisitely good taste in plants and backyards in general. Respect.

These photos of the Frey II house in Palm Springs Style from a few months back have got to be some of the best I’ve ever seen. There is something special going on here and I’m obsessed. This is one of the greatest structures ever built and I’ve always wanted to visit but never have, beyond creepy stalking. To see intimate details of the space (bathroom lights! safe!) is rad. That bed next to that rock with the button in it…I WANT IT ALL! And for a house that is often photographed in B&W and really blends into the desert landscape, I was surprised to see so much yellow and turquoise represented. Thanks for the stellar peek inside Palm Springs Style and photographer Bethany Nauert. And thanks for your architectural greatness Albert Frey. Much respect.

I’m not sure why, but a Williams-Sonoma Home catalog arrived in the mail. I’m not sure why, but I leafed through it before tossing. And unexpected inspiration struck. I’ve wanted to put a painting back in the dining room but couldn’t find or come up with anything that worked. But this painting had potential so I took my own spin on it in b-rate fashion. An unexpected thanks to WS…disrespect and respect all at once.mid century dining room grasscloth nelson saucer bubble lamp heywood wakefield paintingI’m pacing by my front door in anticipation of these knobs. I don’t know exactly where they are going, but I have three guesses. Emily Henderson did a budget friendly kitchen hardware roundup recently and, even though I’m doing no budget or otherwise kitchen renovation, these were literally irresistible. Thanks for the heads up EH! R.

This may date me (13 year old boy in grown woman’s body), but are you as excited for this show as I am (f bomb+ alert)???!!! Danny McBride: I LOVE YOU. How much like Kenny Powers are you actually in real life? You make sad days bearable. The montage of wreckage is so beautiful in every way. Thank you for your work. So much love and respect without a single ounce of sarcasm.

And, finally, whoever is reading this crazy post, much love and respect to you all! Have a great weekend!

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Favorite House Friday, Graceland edition

Graceland, yo! The house as legendary and over the top as its former inhabitant. So iconic and such a part of our American vernacular that it is easy to dismiss it as simply a gathering place of the fanatic and the work of a manic (and it may well be), and then miss the masterful interiors. Don’t let its proper Colonial exterior fool you: it’s freaky inside.

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I hadn’t thought about Graceland in a long while but as I was looking at Jungle Room pictures a few weeks ago for this post, I was reminded how purely magnificent it is. Like amazing. Garish and so proud of it. Elvis wasn’t a half-asser. And neither were his interior designers. Now I love Elvis as much as the next girl (maybe less – I’m totally more of a Scotty Moore kinda girl) but Elvis’ house! His house!!! He TCB-ed the business out of that place. I visited 10 years ago when we were moving out to North Carolina and I was floored. I expected to really enjoy myself but it was one of the most spectacular things I’ve ever seen. Since then, it somehow got filed back under weird roadside attraction in my brain, but seeing pictures reminded me of its grandness and stature and strangeness and how it was a house that was “all in”. Every house should be so passionate. A few of my favorite rooms…

(If you don’t already have Suspicious Minds playing, better get on it)

Graceland Elvis House Interior Jungle Room WitcoThe Witco wonderland, the one and only Jungle Room. I love everything about this room. The furniture, the colors, the waterfall wall, the creepy plants, the carpet below (and above!). I could live in it forever and be happy, even though I would be a little scared at night from all the freaky animal faces.

Graceland Elvis House Interior Living RoomThe living room, looking so restrained compared to the above, even though it’s pretty wacky itself.

Graceland Elvis House Interior Music Room Piano Yellow CurtainsYellow all around in this little music room off of the living room.

Graceland Elvis House Interior Tv Media RoomThe room with 6 TVs, the most terrifying monkey statue ever, so much 70’s and even more yellow.

Graceland Elvis House Interior BarThe matching mirrored bar.

Graceland Elvis House Interior Billiard Game RoomThis game room is actually upholstered. As in swallowed by fabric. So bizarre.

sources: Retro Renovation and Huffington Post

 

This place is deservedly a mecca. You’ll probably want to take the virtual tours here, or better yet, take the pilgrimage yourself. Anyone else been and cried tears of amazement?

 

Favorite House Friday

I like to casually (obsessively) glance over (inhale) photographs of houses, and my favorite this week is a new Eichler built in Palm Springs. Not because I am in love with the house but I’m undoubtedly intrigued with the concept of reproduction vintage homes and here is one in the flesh.

Not familiar with Eichler? Joseph Eichler was a mid century developer who brought the functionality and beauty of modern architecture to the masses. Thousands of beautiful homes filled with light, glass, wood, atriums, beams and ball lights rose up in pockets throughout California in the 50’s and 60’s, dotting the suburban sprawl of the Bay Area, the San Fernando Valley and Orange County. If you’ve lived in any of those places, you’ve undoubtedly seen these ubiquitous and glorious neighborhoods. A 1950’s poll by Sunset Magazine, a lifestyle magazine dedicated to wonderful life in the West, revealed that 60% of their readers owned Eichlers (according to Eichler Homes: Design for Living). Whaaat? And, now, one has risen up in the desert. A new one. Based on old purchased plans.

Does it truly qualify as an Eichler? I don’t know. The location and architecture make a happy pair, though. Apparently, it was a quick and pricey sale and I can see why.

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all photos from Curbed and Realtor.com

Things I love: the modern interpretation of the classic Eichler kitchen is right on, the tongue and groove ceilings and thick beams, the atrium, the lighting, the wood/luan walls and that cheerful circle pool! Things I’m not crazy about: the flooring (I kind of hate the carpet and don’t love the tiles) and that concrete fireplace/chimney is pretty bad in my opinion (so contemporary looking). I think I’d rather have an original Eichler, fixer upper problems and all, in the same way that I’d rather have an original vs a reproduction. But this beats any new construction by leaps and bounds.

About 10 years ago, I was determined to live in an Eichler but instead I had to move to North Carolina. I guess the closest I’ll ever get was in the 3rd grade when I lived one street over from the OC Fairhills Eichlers and went to school with all the Eichler kids but didn’t get to go home to their sweet Eichler lifestyle.

Funny, I remember my mom recalling the mixed reactions to the OC tracts when they were built…some thought they were ugly, odd sore thumbs. And now here they are being recreated and sold for $1M+.

What do you think? Love it or hate it? Old or new? Or none at all?