February 2013 archive

The art of the subway tile

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It’s been a busy week around here, to say the least! This is such a fun time because there’s a “home improvement electricity” in the air this time of year. Everyone has put away their holiday decorations (hopefully!!) and the rest time between holidays has been enjoyed and now, folks are noticing the naked little corners of their homes, noticing the little imperfections that need a little (or in some cases, a lot) of attention. Hence, the excuse I’m using for my absense over the past week or so.

I met last week with my lovely client who is in the pre-building stages of building her home and we had such fun picking out finishes and establishing colors. In doing so, we played around with the idea of using white subway tiles in the master bathroom with dark grout. I absolutely love this look however, I think we agreed that it may not be the right look for this particular project. That said, however, I met with another client for a color consultation over the weekend and I think it would be PERFECT for her daughter’s bathroom that is about to get a major face lift.(to see more amazing photos, click here)

Graphic Walls part 2

via Royal Design Studio

If you’ve been here before, you know how much I love graphic walls these days.  They make such a dramatic impact on a room and I just can’t get enough of them!  I’m always amazed at the wonderful and creative ways people incorporate them.  In fact, I have one myself in my living room and yes, I’m STILL searching for the perfect piece of furniture for that wall.  Each time I think I’ve found it, it has either just sold or is out of my budget.

Anyway, these are some of the fun ways you all are working your graphic magic and I for one, am impressed!

(Read/See more here…)

San Francisco Love

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The first time I visited this amazing city, I will never forget. I was probably around 7 or 8 and my parents and I were on a west coast camping extravaganza for the summer. We were camped somewhere near the Redwood Forest and drove our camper truck into the city. I held on tight up in my bunk bed above the cab of the truck, laying on my stomach as I always did, watching out the large rectangular window as my dad carefully hugged the curvy road that would lead us there. As we came around the bend, there she was: The Golden Gate Bridge, in all her glory with the most amazingly scenic city shining behind her.