invite me over: Sherlock meets Waldo

 

To some, having a desk at the end of their bed might look like a pair of handcuffs. And I totally get that. We all want to wake up and pretend, just for a brief, glorious moment in time, that our lives really do just consist of solo coffee dates, lengthy bubble baths, and perhaps, if we’re feeling particularly motivated, matinee movies.

But if we must work, then we must do what we love (or so everybody likes to muse as though they’re telling you this information for the first time). And the fella that lives here? He’s an art expert, world traveller, and interior designer. Meet Rodman Primack. Or meet the man that leads the life we all wish we had.

Below, a peak at his enviably cultured apartment in NYC, courtesy of Architectural Digest.

Yes, we’ve seen that gnome before… this week’s Wednesday Feast was teasing you and you didn’t even know it. 😉

It’s hard to put your finger on just where in the world his style is coming from. I see Spain, Morocco, France, Belgium, even the otherworldly (I’m looking at you, gnome boy). Yet everything comes together with such clarity. His galleries are a masterfully curated example of this, featuring each corner of the world all at the same time so that we witness one fantastical scene of cultural diversity.

Primack’s playfulness with proportions seems to come naturally to him, too. Where we might expect smaller accents of color, we see paintings, plants, and light fixtures dominating the scene, unabashedly testing our limits.

The result, of course, is an apartment that sacrifices our expectations for relentlessly eclectic fun. Sherlock-meets-Waldo kind of fun. And what’s more fun than that combo?

Hope everyone had a lovely Easter weekend! Does anyone have any family/solo traditions for celebration? I’m really curious because sometimes they’re straight up hilarious/ I would like to live vicariously through you. For the past three years, Easter has been something of a semi-sweet occasion for me. On the one hand, I have the whole house to myself as my roomies flee to their respective homes, and on the other, I just think about how awesome it would be to have my seat back at home, a huge chicken and mashed potatoes filling my plate as my eyes grow four times their normal size in anticipation of eating.

Regardless, everyone seems particularly chipper during Easter weekend. Tulips, pastel colors, maybe the appearance of sun dresses if the weather permits – Easter really just doubles as one big celebration of spring, baby!

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a little tour

chezadriennetitle Everybody has that friend who defies all previously held notions of “effortlessly cool.” You know, the one who wakes up in the morning, picks out any of the perfectly classic numbers hanging in her closet and spends a little under five minutes preparing her face for the world. Everything just clicks. They just seem to get things.  For me, that friend is Adrienne, the bold-browed beauty smiling coyly below. We’ve been best friends going on a decade, which is half of my life thus far (winning at friendship, to put it bluntly), and she only embodies this stereotype more and more with each year. Should I be resentful? Hell, no, because she imparts her wisdom and unbridled inspiration on me every time I see her. This past weekend, though, my whole idea of my best friend just catapulted out of an ornate ceiling with stringed lights draped from an archway. In short, I visited her house and quickly died, went to the heaven reserved for vintage wares, crisp white walls, fireplaces-in-bedrooms, and historic architecture, and then came back to go for waffles. Her apartment almost brought tears to my eyes. So what kind of girl would I be if I didn’t share with you a home so perfect that I almost cried? Not an effortlessly cool one, let’s say that. chezadrienne

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An Etsy find from her sister, this clock was made out of recycled wood that has been stained and repurposed. This piece singlehandedly defines the room’s vibe for me. Hung just above a perfectly proper fireplace, Adrienne’s aesthetic of funky vibes mingling with opulence is the perfect greeting into her home.
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On asking why she chooses to have her (sweet n’ stylish) clothes on display: “It was originally something I bought out of necessity, but I ended up loving the way it brought colour and texture to the space; so much of what I gravitate toward is grey and boring, so having it all exposed forces me to have a little life in my room. It also makes what I own so visible – not just in the literal way – it makes me realize how much I have. It’s terrible how easily I can get caught up in feeling like I need to have new and trendy things (boo consumerism), but having it all on display is such a strong reminder not to be wasteful.”
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On what her favourite part of her room is: “I think my favourite part has to be the archway. As much as arches typically add ornate detail to a room, this one is actually pretty tacky and silly, and I love it. The original wood design was apparently so delicate that it just sort of fell apart with age, so the details were all redone in the 80s – hence the weird and silly retro spheres..”
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Galleries are so daunting to me, I don’t know why, mostly because I’m under the impression that you need real ART. Adrienne scored some vintage frames and record covers and suddenly I am rethinking my whole conception of what makes a “good” gallery. Personally, bringing in a level of intimacy and personality by displaying bits and pieces of your life – be it photos or album covers you’ve always had lying around – is much more interesting.
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“The vast majority of the items in the room are actually heirlooms and trinkets from the Granny, who passed away a few years ago. She was an incredible world traveller and collected a huge array of unique items over the years. When she died, she left all of them to my sister and I. We were all very close,and used to go over to her apartment and play dress-up with all of her costume jewels, or have fake tea parties with her ridiculously fancy silver and crystal tea sets (which I’m still not sure why she ever let us touch).”
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“The pearls, the tray, the lantern, and nearly all of the little things on the shelves belonged to her. I love having them around. It’s really comforting to come home and see little reminders of people you loved, especially in your own room. It really makes it feel like a sanctuary.”

IMG_8646 IMG_8614IMG_8641IMG_8650   Thank you, Adrienne, for letting me share your beautiful home with the world! It’s almost as cool as you are. (Yay, cheese!) Signing off, *m

Working Bees Like Collages

Oh, the ambitious vision I had for my college work space. Sleek white shelves against a DIY wallpaper background, inspirational posters and family photos interspersed below them, and maybe a fox in a velvet green suit with a monocle framing a curious eye (a figurine, of course, otherwise that’s just unrealistic). But what am I left with? An incomplete wall of corkboard circles, and a makeshift collage I had recruited myself to take on for the school newspaper’s LifeStyle section (where I happen to work, otherwise I wouldn’t force the editors to feature my little DIY project).

All I can do now is pick up from where I started. Complete a collage that is both buzzing with motivation (I do aspire to be a working bee) and free from the chaos that comes with collages fit for a fan-girling teenager.

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Christmas gifts this year will be opened meticulously carefully so that I can essentially use them as itty bitty scraps of art. I’m sorry, family. It will take me anywhere from three – five minutes to open gifts this year.

70b40a16b95d7c492225bfef925b7c3eLiteral inspiration board. To be precise, a wood board. If I had the luxury of having an office that was all glamour and all white, a rustic wooden board would be so welcomed.

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Organized inspiration. Plus, the peachy-pink colour palette of this scene is too soothing. (I even have a little set of rainbow clothes pins… intriguing).

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Three perfectly framed words of motivation, forcing you to be picky about what you put up in front of you, and to choose only those that are more personalized to what you need to hear. For example, I don’t particularly like hearing the “rough and burly coach” type of motivation screaming at me, “That’s all you got?! Hah! Come on!” Instead I welcome an Australian yoga teacher anyday saying, “Breathe, and take one day at a time.” (Accents can vary.) Also that pink skull is very necessary.

09c4ec85a0b4d2aebf1012d1bceb7939This is almost more like a showroom than an office. As soon as I slip into my desk chair, I can imagine myself itching to grab a tube of red lipstick and getting down to business in the mode of some high-fashion magazine editor. I might also snap at someone for a tall, non-fat no-sugar latté. And yet the colour in this room is a constant display of optimism to me. Every detail is soaked in vibrancy, and although some may grow tired of this amount of bold detail (myself included), if work is only requiring a couple hours of your time then I can’t imagine a better energy booster.

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This room takes that optimism and plays it down a bit. Its presence is still hanging off each frame, each antler horn, each banner, yet it takes on a more subtle form with the more rustic backdrop of a white brick wall. There’s a little more room for mistakes, and a big reminder that that’s most certainly “ok”.

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Oh, IKEA, you Swedish creative masterminds. Taking a circular cork board as bubbles of inspiration boards is the most refreshing twist of tradition. I tried this in my own room, and I’m quite pleased with it, if it weren’t for the lack of symmetry. I wish I had one or two more to complete my equally Swedish, not quite as creative (as I didn’t exactly come up with) office space.  

Colour Outside the Lines

Lately, I’ve been thinking back to my dorm room of last year. It smells of day-old coffee filters and my perpetually turned on heater that would suffocate any and all visitors. So the ones that stayed I knew must really like me.

*patting myself on back for friend-making strategy*

And even though my parents once told me that they thought of my dorm as jail cell, I grew to really love my bedroom, office, living room, sometimes kitchen, but never bathroom of  a dorm. It was another home for me, and nothing less. And how else to make a single room feel like a home but to infuse it with glorious amounts of colour.

Here is an ode to colour, in the rooms that make it feel most like home. Although, disclaimer: sometimes the coziest of rooms don’t rely on bright colours but cloud-like hues of grays and whites, as an example. Definitely not discarding the cozy appeal of those colour schemes, but I grew up in a colourful house, so… a gal’s gotta have colour.

houseofc_forsale_9Magnified floral wallpaper will get me any day. I can vouch for the joy floral accents can give you (hint: I sleep under floral sheets and it sets me up for the happiest of slumbers).

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That chair is not simply pink. No, it is punk pink. So pink it makes your heart do a little dance, just like the youthful vibe it presents to us.

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Eyes first directed towards the toile curtains in replacement of ordinary cupboards. Such french enchantment in a kitchen should really become a prerequisite to any kitchen cooking up crêpes. (Note to self: purchase toile towels at the very least.)

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When the back of a sofa becomes the focal point of a room, you know it’s one damn special sofa. The floral detailing, of course, is to credit. Although this room exhibits a total lack of fear towards mixing and matching patterns altogether, so it goes as no surprise that the back of a sofa would be used as the perfect opportunity to give the room that one final hoorah!

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Really, I just want those thermoses. They speak to me on the same level as the delicate vase with that beautifully plump flower I would want to wear in my hair everyday.

On a sidenote, please check out Miss Moss’s wedding for some serious eye candy. If you’re like me, upon first glance at that name, I immediately envisioned a pleasant woman, but just enveloped in moss from head to toe. Cool. So, in hopes to confirm this, I zipped on over to her website only to be so much happier with what I found – a treasure chest of posts with designers I hadn’t heard of, playlists, and gorgeous photography to go along with her words. Needless to say, she’s been a favourite blogger of mine for the better part of two years now, and the fact that she is the coolest human being has just been verified by her wedding. 

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Geometry Class

Ever since I posted about the minimalist shelving units by Outofstock, the ones that are suspended in the air with neon steel rods, I’ve become so in love with design that keeps the lines of basic shapes visible. It’s almost as if they leave us with the bare bones of something to come, and yet everything looks exactly as it should. Maybe it’s akin to seeing a distressed brick wall in a finished home. It seems to add an instant injection of history, and warmth, and seeing a creation paused, yet finished. 

Hope you followed my ramblings there.

 

tumblr_lyl4zq8oNY1qcirk4o1_500It’s similar to seeing something as minimal as this mirror against such an ornate wall. The unexpected arrival of something so bold in its simplicity gives the room such a kick, as if it hadn’t already with the pair of riding boots standing proudly in the center.

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Geometry draped in gold. My mind is going in circles as to why I haven’t dipped everything on my own desk in gold.

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Speaking of brick walls, these are perhaps the cleanest, most deliciously white brick walls I’ve ever seen. If there hadn’t been some keen observation towards the eye-catching circular shelves, the brick wall wouldn’t have been on the radar. Just a pleasantly subtle way to wrap the room in an elegant package. 

But, of course, the shelves do steal the show here. They add such playfulness to an otherwise entirely sophisticated and elegant room on its own. And, oh my stars, those golden birds. Even this room has caught onto the trend of dipping everything in gold – I’m clearly behind.

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That ladder goes up to a roof garden, I hope.

In this case, though, this room may be downright depressing if it weren’t for the distorted lines of the geometric lighting. And yet, perhaps the intention of the designer is to have complete confirmation that our eyes are drawn to the lighting in that it’s more a piece of art than anything. Again, the juxtaposition of two entirely different vibes accomplishes this.

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Can I call this mirror adorable? Because that’s what it is to me. A miniature garden for a miniature triangular mirror. A graceful infusion of nature into a soft white brick wall. Goes together like milk and cookies.

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And how could I write about “geometry” without bringing up origami? It’s the bare shapes we don’t dress up, which still become a form of equally intriguing art, that entice me. And this workspace would be begging for some joy in light of its almost asylum-like monochromatic color scheme. I want to so desperately throw a bright red clock against the wall.

On the note of insanity (re: asylum reference), I have just emerged out of possibly the most hectic two/three weeks of my academic life. And now, I declare victory. Simply because I have survived, give or take a few battle scars.

Just enjoyed some West African Peanut Soup that I made myself. Please don’t think I came up with that on a whim, because it was all Cookies + KateShe is a culinary goddess.

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(first via achica, unable to find, third, fourth, fifth via pinterest)

Indoor Voices, Please

Some things in life are reserved for children. Pee-pee dances, ice-cream trucks, and fort building just don’t draw as much of an adult crowd.

On second thought, that is debatable, as I sit here envisioning the fort I built last year for *ahem* studying purposes. Success rates are low for actual “studying,” especially when embraced by blankets and a box of celebration cookies are within arm’s reach (just as an FYI). And you know what, if an ice-cream truck were to parade down my street at this very moment, the primal urge to leap through my house would overcome me, alerting any and all roommates as the sweet, melodic tune drags me by the ear to its menu.

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When all is said and done, and I’ve managed to devour a chocolate fudge ice cream bar with zero stains, I’ll think about heading back inside as a nineteen year old. My homework, at the very least, will snidely greet me.

And yet, there are other moments where that child and young adult fuse into one glorious creation. Call me, “Swing Table.”

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The most divine creation of all tables. My inner-child is jumping for joy whilst wiping the chocolate remains off her cheeks (it is a stark white, after all), and my literal-aged self is sighing in content serenity, imagining a spread of crepes atop the surface.

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The foundation for this idea is mostly laid in whimsy and child-like playfulness, and yet the outcome is both refined and stately. A walnut surface set against the swaying chairs is reminiscent of the modernities of design embracing traditional roots. Nature embracing what it has led to.

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I don’t want to get too philosophical on you here, but at the very least, I feel as though this piece demonstrates that neither nature nor modernity is ignoring the other. In that fusion, we find a piece of furniture that cannot help but to tempt my child-like, yet oh-so-mature eyes.

Find at Fancy.

This weekend couldn’t have come sooner, on a side note.

What I hope to accomplish is highly academic.

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Come to me, pumpkin meringue pie. I shall treat you well.

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Oh, how I love it when I find a new cooking blog that I can devour with my eyes.

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Mmm, spiced cream filling. The golden edges are reminiscent of the TOWER of pancakes I made this morning. That tends to happen when one does not take note of the servings size. Three pancakes envisioned. Eleven made.

No regrets.

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The Miscellaneous Drawers

There is no greater mystery to me than what on earth to do with the dreaded “miscellaneous drawer”. It’s nearly akin to the goblin that resides in each of our drying machines, who pounces on just a single sock at a time. You know, the natural phenomenon where you take the laundry out, and there’s just one sock left when you could have sworn you put in two. And he takes just one because he’s on a diet, obviously. He’s been painted in a negative light in the tabloids (aka children’s books). And yet so has this miscellaneous drawer, or whatever you happen to call it: etcetera drawer, random drawer, nothing drawer, don’t-look-there-because-it-will-ruin-my-facade-of-organized perfection drawer. The last one really rolls off the tongue, hence its abundant use.

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And yet there a few lucky souls in the world who know of no such mystery. Everything is laid out for them, and there is no impending heart attack when thinking about the whereabouts of their tape roll because it was dropped into your miscellaneous drawer aka a black, messy, maybe smelly hole.

Take this beauty of a work space. A desk that is a blend of mid-century classics with a refreshingly modern twist. A glass surface has always intrigued me, and I can’t say I’ve ever worked on one, but I could guess it would feel strangely liberating seeing your work floating above your crossed legs. But more than that, she has displayed pieces that may find their way into your mystery drawer as wall-worthy accessories. That cat mask that you wanted to save (and/or wear in a moment’s notice) is purring. And the punch of happiness in the form of the yellow magazine tray is intended for those old magazines you wish to save, but simply don’t have a place for.

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But hey! Maybe you don’t want any of that near your desk. Perhaps your desk is of minimalist nature, and you wish to keep anything miscellaneous in nature away from your zen. Well then just rip your front door off. Okay, a slightly less aggressive option is to simply scout one at an old thrift store (and a more aggressive option is to take your neighbour’s). But see, this is all about different places to stow away your favourite pieces without needing to stick to the predetermined drawers.

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Ah, the drop of the jaw that came with this one. I have to be honest – I’m in uncomfortable territory here. There is so much to look at and so much to ogle over. It just reminds me of that crazy aunt who would pinch your cheeks and somehow have a matching wardrobe to her house but then she got a wicked, modern makeover when she ran straight into the wall looking for her cat. This may or may not be the happy result of such an occurrence.

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The miscellaneous drawer in my desk during high school tended to accumulate mass amounts of notebooks and textbooks that I dreamily considered looking over before the next year. This, of course, quickly dissipated as my mornings began to prioritize the well-being of my sims over the well-being of my education. Regardless, don’t discard the beat up education drawer, if you will. Clipboards have stormed through the pinterest world.

Take a look at a sweet DIY and a sweet collection of inspiration.

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At first glance, one would make the most likely safe assumption that this belonged to a man, perhaps his man cave/office, simply by the dark, cozy hues, distressed brick wall, and sleek wooden surfaces… wait a second, what the heck, those are my favourite things. And let’s be honest. It’s a give away this room is intended for an elegant woman who prefers androgynous clothing with hints of femininity, like a simple black tank with a hint of a lacy bra peeking out along her ribs, or by the ever so dainty collection of flowers spilling out of her favourite, gifted vase.

This lovely lady keeps all of her miscellaneous items by pressing on the third brick from the left wall, and waiting for a pair of magical hands to take them from her while she gets back to living her cool life (or she has no need for a miscellaneous drawer because of her love for minimalism already).

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Speaking of magic, let us take a moment and appreciate just how much Harry Potter would not appreciate his bedroom transforming into an equally hidden away palace for organization. But we would all appreciate it, wouldn’t we? For the sake of quality design? Anybody?

On that magical note (and saddening for good ol’ Harry Potter), happy Thanksgiving weekend!

Let’s become so stuffed with pumpkin pie our skin turns a pleasant orange. Seriously, don’t leave me hanging here.

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Just Hangin’ Out

Currently, I am in a mid-move-in crisis. Which is arguably much worse than a mid-life crisis, because aren’t those usually accompanied by a sporadic purchase of a Porsche, snazzy speed boat, or a cabin tucked away in the Hawaiian Islands? You may be surprised by this, and you might need to stand up and sit down again (unless you’re reading this while walking, in which case please sit down mid-stride): as a student, living under the same roof as five other students, with a student budget, with a student-sized grassy driveway, a Porsche is not in the cards for me.

And apparently neither are shelving units. My walls are as bare as a baby’s bum aside from my poster which is the epitome of tranquility (catch it at the end of this post, if you so desire).

But can this one please work its way into my hands? Either in a card game, or just, life?

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Some pieces of furniture just soothe me. And maybe it’s in the smooth neon lines, the buttery-smooth oak, or the delicately placed Japanese decor, but OutofStock’s shelving unit does that to me.

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The inspiration behind its tranquility is suspended in suspension bridges. I don’t know about you, but whenever I drive across a suspension bridge, that alone is enough to make me bask in the sweet, passing moments of invincibility. This isn’t to say every time I cross a bridge I walk steadfast forward with my hands positioned like so, but there is that feeling of being powerless and unbreakable all at the same time while passing over such heights. As the designers put it, “Strong and functional, at the same time awe-inspiring.”

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To be totally blunt on the most teenage-like level (sometimes I revert, I can’t help myself) – this bridge is like, totally, cool because things are hanging. 

Yeah, teenage self, I agree on so many levels! (See what I did there.) But more than that, it’s the elegance in its minimalism fusing with the boldness of neon suspenders that make it a work of art. Minimalism + neon = playful modernity.

Maybe it’s my mood today, in that I wish I could just hang out in my lounge pants (which are on a level so comfortable they aren’t allowed to leave the house) rather than studying for a rather hellish midterm, but I am loving anything that hangs.

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Outofstock also came up with this sweet, dangling vanity. I thought I’d include the strokes of inspiration they had during the brainstorming process. Speaking of vanity, it also gives me hope that my doodles could become something one day. Because, if I say so myself, I would love a lightbulb headband that turns on when I’m studying (trademarked). Screen Shot 2013-10-06 at 3.47.02 PM

In line with outofstock’s graceful minimalism, the finished product is rich in quality. It’s made with black lacquered metal, complete with a leather trim. Practicality also pulls through as it can be adjusted in terms of the mirror’s height. Maybe I could swing this by my roommates as a worthwhile investment piece for our hallway? Please tell me yes. dezeen_Vanity-Shelf-by-Outofstock-for-Ligne-Roset-3

On a final note, their website is literally out of this world. If all websites were designed like this, I honestly feel as though my life would have a whole other level of zen to it. The whole experience is so smooth, so minimalist, so quality… wait a second, that’s just like their products. 😉

All in all, I would request for my life to be as soothing as outofstock. Thank you, gods of furniture design. I will be waiting.

Until next time,

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