The reason I had black paint in my life to begin with: I wanted to makeover my laundry closet with huge black and white stripes. Tyson went out of town . . . again. I got out the black paint . . . again. (Where will I attack next!?) My hair, apparently: It’s possible that [...]
My mother and I have a penchant for white marble sculpture — anything that looks like it came off of the David, Venus di Milo, or escaped from the Louvre. Either we have romantic, Renaissance leanings or we think that filling our homes with the ideal human form could help us lay off the chocolate. [...]
When I was an intern at the L.A. Times a dozen years ago, I had an all-white bedroom. I liked to lie on my white bed, beneath white mosquito netting, and consider the fragrance of the white Casablanca lilies I kept ever-present on the nightstand. Often, I played Pavarotti. This all-white room (in my friend [...]
We’re just back from a visit to the beach with my dad, sisters, and their entourage of cute kids. It made me laugh to notice all the black and white stripes in our family beach adventures. We’re consistent in our devotion. This surf shop — complete with chandelier — rekindled my desire to decorate with [...]
There are three phases of Doing it Yourself. This is the story of those phases and me and a certain IKEA dresser that began life like this: And needed to look a little more like a mashup of these. + + (If you want to embark, I obeyed Bri’s awesome tutorial. Hers is the turquoise and gold number [...]
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