A Sneak Peek at the Sweet Salvage Sale

The new Sweet Salvage flash sale starts tomorrow (Thursday) and runs through Sunday. I went in for a sneak peek at the vintage goods, just so I could show you. It’s gooood, my friends. Call a friend. Get up early. Get in line. The doors open at 10 a.m.

I’m dying over these authentic vintage subway signs, about $250 each.


Oh, you know, just a vintage grand piano for under $1500.


This month’s theme is “At the Movies,” and Stephanie Williams’ booth boasts a Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe Theme. I want the lion, especially.


There’s a pair of these towering French balloon garden chairs. They’re my favorite find.


This pair of vintage medical chests would make killer nightstands. $199 each.


Pretty tufted chair. $399.


This cabinet’s price is MADNESS. $795. I’m coveting. And possibly buying. JaimeeRose_SweetSalvagePhoenixSneakPeek

Next movie section: Bond. James Bond, of course. JaimeeRose_SweetSalvagePhoenixSneakPeek

Cutest playroom storage ever. $300. Crazytown.


Fun metal LOVE sign.


In the “It’s Complicated” section, which has a sweet kitchen theme, I’m loving this vintage medical cabinet. If I was building a house, I’d build it into my kitchen. Or bathroom. Or closet.


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Sweet Salvage runs through Sunday. Go early, and tell me what you find!

By |2013-07-17T18:44:31-07:00July 17th, 2013|Style|2 Comments

The Sweet Salvage Shopping Wars (Vintage Furniture Fights)

Sweet Salvage is a four-day vintage market that happens the third weekend of every month on 7th Avenue in Phoenix. The doors open at 10 a.m., but the line starts forming at 7:30 a.m., and we’re talking about waiting OUTSIDE, people. In  Phoenix. In June.

Once the doors open, it’s all elbows and running and squealing and getting your yellow name tag on things as fast as you can. The fire marshal has rules about the crowds. Some shoppers even pay $25 to preview the sale the night before it starts, and then line up and sweat for two hours to come home with a vintage farmhouse table for $249. Yesterday, my partner in crime and I spent $5000 in 30 minutes. We’d been sweating in line since 8 a.m.



Have you ever been to Last Chance to see what happens when the workers roll out a new cart of Marc Jacobs handbags and the shoppers swarm like feral cats? Yeah, it’s like that.

These shoppers are definitely on something. (I had such a laugh when I spotted these vintage flash cards whilst being jostled and tugged by hungry furniture fiends yesterday.)

It’s also SO much fun and not to be missed. Go in the afternoon to skip the lines. There are still piles of treasures to claim.

Sweet Salvage is open from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. today through Sunday.  Here’s a peek inside the frenzied shopping morning I shared with Angela Karp. Go with someone who you know will help you fight for black chippy-paint postal cabinets and wrought iron paneling. I did.



The line stretches around the building. Bottled water and complimentary umbrellas are on hand.


There’s a styled-out refreshment cart, complete with Diet Coke, hot dogs, and chips.


Angela and I ate all three, for breakfast.


Once inside, it’s treasure time. We loved this vintage game board.

I should have bought ALL of these green flower frogs. Dorie, tell me you got them, at least.


It’s fun to scour through all the styled vignettes to find the good stuff. I liked this light, below.


Inside Sweet Salvage, among the fighting hordes, I’ve spotted designers like me, event planners like Angela, bloggers, restaurant designers and even boutique owners who buy this stuff, mark it up, and resell it across town.

THAT good, my friends. Go.

And a special thanks to Sweet Salvage’s Stephanie, whom we loved shopping with, as well.

By |2013-06-21T07:03:01-07:00June 21st, 2013|Style|3 Comments

Where to eat on the patio this weekend (The House Brasserie)

In New York, Marni and I left no carbohydrate behind. I’ll show you photos next week. You’ll be sick. We came home vowing a life dedicated to chicken and vegetables. Then I went to dinner at The House Brasserie in Old Town Scottsdale to celebrate spring, and to see my friend Shauna, and to enjoy these gorgeous patio nights, and it all fell apart.

You want to go there this weekend for dinner — it’s my new favorite patio in town, and just the place to honor these breezy evenings.


It’s from the team behind The Mission — chef Matt Carter and manager Brian Raab, who always makes you feel as if he’s so happy to see you.


The menu is a little Southern, a little American, a little “whatever-Matt-wants,” as Brian says.


We wanted farro salad with arugula and salame, and jerk chicken on Arizona fry bread.



Go, and happy weekend.


P.S. Hayden Flour Mills is up for Entrepreneur of the Year — the company makes those gorgeous flours in Chris Bianco’s pizza and other cool carbs around town. If they win, they get more money to revitalize their old, beautiful building and to feed us. Vote here.

By |2013-04-12T08:04:34-07:00April 12th, 2013|Travel|3 Comments

New shop alerts: Restoration Hardware and The French Bee

Restoration Hardware just opened a new three-level temple at the Scottsdale Quarter. I attended the opening party with friends and dreamed about pulling an all-nighter  — as in they’d find me in the corner bedroom in the morning, pretending I belonged. Also newly ensconced in fancypants digs at 32nd Street and Camelback Road: my beloved French Bee, a decor boutique that feels like a Parisian hotel (and sells the best silk floral arrangements in the country — which is why Michael Hansen is going global as we speak). A look inside both:

The chandeliers at RH are just cruel.

Fashion writer Corbin Chamberlin and me, working the black. (My dress is here.)

Also in attendance: the man in the Restoration Hardware catalog, chairman Gary Friedman. I curtsied. (And Jan Bracamonte, can you please print that sweet introduction on business cards? I’m still smiling about it.)

The chandeliers were killing me. I wonder how many chandelier Gary Friedman has in his house.

And meanwhile, at The French Bee, which has moved to 32nd Street and Camelback next to Delux, Molina, NOCA, and Safeway, there are Chanel boxes.

Dear Tyson: PLEASE?

It’s a sprawling, gorgeous, store. Go visit.


By |2012-11-12T07:15:54-07:00November 12th, 2012|Style|1 Comment

Localove: UNION now open at Biltmore Fashion Park

Imagine mini versions of the best local boutiques complete with a bicycle shop, a whoopie pie window, and a custom parfumerie, and that’s UNION — a thoughtful, cutting-edge co-op that opens today at Biltmore Fashion Park. There’s a restaurant, a newsstand, dress shop, an outpost of Queen Creek Olive Mill, even a Royal Coffee bar. I went to the opening bash last night and watched as the stylish set around town lapped it up. Bravo, Lew Gallo: what an idea. Would you like to see inside?

UNION is Arizona-centric right down to the salvaged wood interiors and the restaurant manager: Lisa G., who used to make beloved meatballs at her restaurant on 7th St. Lew Gallo and Macerich made sure of that. Lew’s shop, For the People, is where I plan to buy many Christmas gifts, including this killer gray leather pig. (Isn’t Lew debonair?)

One of the best things: cloud vases from ASU professor and local artist Sam Chung, also at For the People.

Paris Envy has moved here from 7th Avenue — and wait until you see co-owner Jason Moore’s handmade chandeliers. They were my find of the night.

The Willows Home & Garden is here in miniature:

Smeeks has moved here now, too — candy and novelties galore.

A small version of Frances, in the house, where I liked this sign and these killer padlocks:

Citrine is a beauty bar where you can learn about natural makeup, find my favorite perfume in the world, or create your own.

There’s a British bicycle shop, where the handles and seats are leather-wrapped. Go just to see the basket collection.

I loved the Bonafide menswear boutique – from the folks behind The Clotherie:

Oh, those whoopie pies. You want the pumpkin.

The fantastically named sunglass boutique, Me Myself and Eye:

Pretty patio:

Customatic comes from local architects who build chess sets and make interesting things — look at this booth closely.

There’s even a newsstand and a card shop — all the good bits that we love in those rare, hard-to-find places called bookstores:

UNION is at Biltmore Fashion Park on 24th Street and Camelback, near Stingray Sushi.

Also opening today: Restoration Hardware’s three-story temple at the Scottsdale Quarter. Photos to come from last night’s opening gala.

By |2012-11-09T09:46:02-07:00November 9th, 2012|Travel|2 Comments

Localove: Federal Pizza opened Monday on Central Ave.

One of the first customers at the new Federal Pizza, now open in a historic building on Central: Nancy Beadle, the widow of famous architect Al Beadle, who designed the building where pizza is now being served. Nancy stopped by to scope the place out and the staff ran out to greet her once she gave up her name, said Federal co-owner Craig DeMarco. She told DeMarco she was excited, but he said he and his staff were more awestruck than she.

Those Beadles – kind of a big deal.

Also a big deal in Phoenix right now: finding adaptive use for important, historic buildings instead of tearing them down. Federal used to be a bank, hence the name. The owners are dedicated to finding new uses for old things. (These are the genies behind Postino and Windsor, as well.) And now let’s talk about the pizza, which has brussels sprouts on top, and is fantastic.

I’ll tell you right now: this year’s trendy food thing is brussels sprouts. They’re everywhere. And toasted marshmallow, too, which is also on the menu at Federal Pizza,but we’ll come back to that.

On day one, the Federal Pizza room was crowded, even before 7 p.m.

The place has a sweet midcentury swank working on its behalf: vintage lamps, orange booths, collected melamine teacups, and vintage salt and pepper shakers. And all that fantastic Beadle architecture to admire. (Notice the clerestory windows and the pillars they connect to, over which I marveled all night.)

I was very impressed by this mural painted by a local artist. It looks like quotation marks, which any journalist especially loves. Restaurants by Craig and Kris DeMarco and Lauren and Wyatt Bailey are always visual feasts.

I could spend many happy hours on this patio — thankfully, it’s in my hood.

Food: all of the pizzas were created by MJ Coe,  master of MJ Bread and husband of Tammie Coe. The crust tastes like MJ, which  means good. We inhaled those brussels sprouts, and the corn coins coated in fennel, herbs, and pecorino cheese.

They even serve wine coolers in mini bottles — flavors like grapefruit ginger and strawberry rhubarb.

And, of course, toasted marshmallow for dessert. This time, it’s on top of chocolate pudding and an Oreo crust. And it comes in a Mason jar, of course.

Federal Pizza is at 5210 N. Central in Phoenix. Open 11 a.m. to 11 p.m. Sunday-Thursday, and until midnight on Friday and Saturday. 602-795-2520.

By |2012-10-23T05:21:28-07:00October 23rd, 2012|Travel|4 Comments


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