I am a lover of all things musical: West Side Story, Gypsy, An American in Paris, and of course The Sound of Music. This blog pertains to” My Favorite Things” a song that for me relates to style and fashion. My obsessions range from dreamy little slip-covered loveseats to tulips displayed haphazardly in Ball Brothers glasses. My list, perhaps a tad long shall be shortened for the sake of those readers (in my age range that require glasses much stronger than they are willing to admit).
Burlap pillows, preferably with obscure sayings in French that has little meaning in my real life, always add that “je ne sais quo” to any style sofa (well not any). Iron, oh iron; from baskets, to jugs, to corbels, to drapery hardware creates that industrial feel to even the most modern of spaces. Pocket watches (which I collect) are placed lovingly in a Waterford bowl I inherited from my Grammy Jean and if you look closely and listen with both ears, they tell of times both lost and remembered. It’s a treasure to be passed down from generation to generation (in my case a potential daughter-in-law since I gave birth to two awkward boys (let’s hope I like her)!
The beauty of old cameras, typewriters, or any of those things used prior to the creation of Microsoft and Apple present perfect bric n’ brac for shelves and end tables. Any well-done cottage, farmhouse, boho, or shabby home must carry at least several of these items otherwise their tributary must be revoked. Riding trophies (tarnished, of course) and ribbons, another fondness of mine since I rode hunter jumper for so many years, adds unpolished beauty and that vertical height often needed for layering bookshelves. Sweet little bird prints, painted wood signs, Venetian glass mirrors, framed sheet music, kid’s drawings, book jackets, crosses, metal file holders all create an inexpensive way to showcase a little of yourself to your guests and fills up a wall with something far more interesting than that landscaped inherited from Uncle Ray.
Other musts in my home include framed chalkboards of varying sizes, French mannequins (to hold my extensive collection of necklaces that I never wear), and perfume bottles, because their beauty is unique and since I’m “quote” a difficult person to buy for, started a trend for those unfortunate yearly birthdays. And let’s not forget the glass, the alluring, the appealing, the luxurious clochs that hold a threshold of treasures (too many to mention. And need I even say, the cowhide rug. No home, no matter what style, can be complete without a deceased animal floating on a wood floor.
Every kitchen needs open shelves, a farmhouse (or apron sink), a built-in fridge, a usable island, and something fabulous on the ceiling (tin, wood, mural). Oh and lets not forget the aged beams. Two of my faux painters once fashioned planks into the most glorious Tuscan inspired ceiling columns that I almost wept with joy (until I say the bill).
I will end my diatribe with one of my most cherished finds; old lockers done in my beloved chippy paint. I popped them into a mud room and from backpacks to baseball bats, they serve both style and function. One last must have; a bench, (weathered, covered in fabric, the color and material mattered little. Never forget the architectural goodies, those delicious salvage columns, corbels, and ladders one finds at the local flea shops. I would gladly offer my children for the right piece. Any takers? So what are some of your favorite things………….