time out

prayer is not enough.

donate here

or do what i did and buy this supercute t shirt:

prayer is just not enough people..

and frankly this t shirt isn't much either..

so if you can, buy 10.  or 100.

for each one of your friends and family.

a lot of people read this blog (thank you)

so i know i have a great opportunity here to 

reach some numbers.

and i am willing to bet that a vast number of you have donated much much more than i ever could.

so thank you! 

but for the rest of you..

watching the news and crying isn't helping these poor souls.  

stop fucking around and relying on prayer to help these people and donate MONEY!!!

i do not underestimate the power of prayer...but it's not enough.

unexpected

 lately i am drawn to spaces that posses one (or more) unexpected shot of color.

that yves klein blue for example is so unexpected and awesome that it takes this space from just pretty to interesting and intriguing.  

yves klein blue is VERY blue...

its saying..

"i'm so blue i'm crazy and will CUT you!!"

i am considering this shade of blue to upholster my bergere chairs.

a strong blue on cocaine.

muriel brandolini does unexpected very well...

i don't know many people that would choose acid green for their baseboards..

much less acid green paired with orange walls.

i wonder how that idea went down with the client at first.

i am also very into purple right now.

and am considering purple on cocaine as well:

also this is unexpected:

on so many levels. 

many things

 first of all i can't thank you enough for all of your knob/pull info yesterday.

you guys deserve good things, like this:

so initially i thought the knobs from yesterday's post weren't knobs at all but pulls.

then some of you started sending me links to knobs and i had to go back and look at the picture and then i was all..."wait...i think those are knobs!"

but then i decided that i didn't give a poop..

i wanted pulls.

i think.

look:

 knob or pull?

i say knob.

but i still want pull. (don't i?)

here are some options:

#1.

in a polished brass finish:

#2.

not close but still nice:

#3.

might be too fancy/

might not be too fancy:

#4.

a knob.

in brass.

but too pokey.

no?

#5.

another knob.

too small?

too blurry?

too 80's double breasted blazer button?

wwoooah!!

back the fuck up jenny..

what in the high water in hades are these knobs going on??!!

well..

they are going on bedside tables very similar to the inspiration pic only smaller.

ok..

so..

what?

also:

my love affair with windsor smith has reached new heights.

and finally..

back by popular (thank you) demand:

i will be holing myself up for a few days in order to deliver a grand and glorious RHOATL recap

as well as a RHOBH recap.

while i love me some nene and company..

those BH bitches are far and away the most awesome housewives EVEEERRRR!!

i am counting the seconds until tonight's dinner party..

for those of you who hate this shit..

all apologies.

you were out voted.

but i still love you and have just sent a dozen of these to your facepieces.

meatcurtains,

windsor smith rooms via wsroominabox

fingers crossies..

 right now i am doing my roots...

here's to hoping i don't come out looking like b. spears circa 2009.

an MFAMB halloween

hi. 

i am burnt-girl-with-bird-in-heart.

i used to be debbie.

until i got set on fucking fire and a bird made it's nest in my chest cavity.

i used to be an interior decorator until i got burnt and died.

i live in this house with my surrogate creepy family..

this is the front room.

 i think this room has a great lived-in, country estate feel.

the blurry purple figure is grandma.

she is old as piss.

i like to tease her about her blurriness. 

she always calls me 'tar face' when i do.

it can get pretty nasty between us.

this is our kitchen..

i do most of the cooking because it's just easier this way. 

that plaid blanket is so on trend isn't it?

no...really...is it?  i have no idea what fucking year it is...

i haven't picked up a magazine since my fingers melted.

here's the living room.. 

don't even get me started on the dirt on that upholstery.

i leave ash trails everywhere i go.

it is incessantly irritating.

this is fawn..

she likes to steal your shit and then ruin it with her haunted eye.

that fucker is like a heat laser!

mostly she just plays with her dolls.

on special occasions we all eat in the dining room...

have you ever seen so many tagines?! is moroccan still a thing?

 one of my favorite nooks...

i can't bring myself to sit on it though. mostly because i'm like walking mt. st. helens.

this is my room..

this is where it happened. 

say hi to denise...

she and her "friend" mostly keep to themselves.

this is wanda...

she is a sister wife..

(and a cousin daughter)

 here is the greenhouse..

at the end of a long day of trying to cook meals for these fuckheads, with no fingers no less, i like to come here to unwind...it soothes me.

and if i am really quiet...

really really still..

that little fucking bird in my chest cavity leaves the nest for a few hours and i am completely alone.

until john comes in...

and fills my chest cavity with his peen.

just one of his many fetishes.

he also likes to eat feet.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!!!!

haunt your FACE!

 4 days til halloween.

4 days until you probably might get trapped inside one of these forever...

haunting your life!

p.s if the sun ever comes out again i will take a picture of my settee and post it.

it is rull pretty.