We are pulling together a lovely scheme for a new dining room. Picture classic grasscloth wallpaper above the chair rail, this bold linen print for draperies and a soft contrast on the chair cushions. Throw in a custom-made table and some original art and we’ve got a room!
With all the tragedy in Southern California these past few days, its important to slow down and think of all the positive things in our lives and count our blessings.
Just outside the window of this #BlueBathroom you can see the fires in Malibu, but standing inside this #PowderRoom reminds us that there is brightness and restoration ahead and in time, Malibu will be better than it once was.
Part 15: I remember being in the basement of my dads house getting all my garments ready for the interview and there was this one polyester lame dress I made that was super wrinkled. Now to this day I hate to iron and pretty much never need to iron my clothes but this was important so I thought I should get the wrinkles out. Now the smart thing would have been to steam the dress or cover it with cotton fabric but nope I proceeded to put the hot iron (which I’m sure was on the wrong setting) down onto the dress. Yes! Of course I melted a hole in the dress towards the hem. It wasn’t a huge deal because you only needed three garments and I had twelve that I made when I was at Elmont Memorial HS but I was still upset. That of course was all I could focus on till I got to FIT. I remember the interviewer being impressed with the amount of sketches and garments I had but the rest is pretty much a blur. Now around this same time my parents divorce was finally going through. My dad was not cooperating and the house wasn’t selling. So the judge said that for every week the house was on the market the price had to drop $5000 (back in 1992). I think in the end they lost about $20,000 or something like that. My father is famous for losing money like this. He is an extremly hard worker and CHEAP so somehow always has money. As a child when we’d go to the stores all I remember him saying was “touch with your eyes”. Since I was a wise ass I would literally walk up the the things I wanted and try to touch it with my eyes. To this day he still brings this up and is so proud of himself for having “taught” me this. There was this one time my dad said I’m going to take you to the store to buy you a surprise and he proceeded to get me an electic blanket lol. I will never forget that day. I was like really that’s your surprise! An electric blanket! A funny thing happens as a child when you are not spoiled - you learn to not expect things in general from anyone ever. Especially when you are raised Jehovah Witness and your parents do not celebrate any “pagan holidays” as they are called including birthdays and christmas. I literally used to make up things when I’d go back to school..