kitchens of my dreams..

i love the open shelves displaying everyday items like art.

some of you will bitch about shit getting dirty, dusty, greasy...etc..

and i agree. but i don't think i care.

i am hoping the air vent is powerful and sucks all the cooking grease up inside.

(and don't even start about having to reach shit...i am sure the ladder is just out of the shot. i know you people better than you think)

 

there is something so very ancient french cellar bakery about this..

and also maybe morgue-ish?

i think it's delightful.

 

 

i LOVE how this one is so small but so elegant and UN-kitcheny.

i have always been a fan of small kitchens for their coziness and room for only one person quality.

i know the majority of people want a big kitchen so people can gather and talk while the cooking is going on.

i am the opposite by a mile.

when i cook i want to do it alone and i don't want anyone to talk to me for too long bc i get distracted and end up fucking shit up.

 

 

not too big, not too small. 

but very cozy.

i am unsure about the square tiles though. i think i like them. maybe.

but look at all of those oils and potions over by the stove.

mine looks this way.

i corral all of my goodies in a west elm white lacquer tray.

 

love it.

i need to see more though.

it had me at that fireplace.

and the windows.

i'm sure i have this issue of elle decor where perhaps there is more to see.

anyone know which issue it is?

more of this kitchen apartment place

i posted this place earlier.

some people were all...really? why?

while others wanted more of its awesomeness...

i think its important to point out that this place is no where near europe.  or the country..

but new york city.

for me the idea of this rustic, old worldy euro tiled copper potted country floorboarded place being in new york city is refreshing..

its NOT predictable.

thank you and good night.

occular confection

 mostly i want to punch the selby in the throat..

but sometimes shit on there makes me smile.

would i want to live in this place?

no, but i want to be invited.

 

home of herve pierre- creative director for carolina herrera.

i know...that lavender settee and orange hermes box parade made me pee a little too.

 

i love mostly the fact that this opulent looking bed is accompanied by basically...nothing.

if this were your gran's house a whole lot of tchoch would be present.

somehow the sparseness makes it modern...like an art installation. word.

 

are you kidding me with that drawer of chocolate?

i would destroy this refrigerator.

 

giant expensive perfume bottles and little chair with toilet paper tantamount to chocolate drawer..

 

you see them don't you?

the little black gloved hands holding back those pink silk drapes?

creepy delights.

 

this shit is cardboard...

CARDBOARD!!!!!!!!!!!

in my wildest dreams people...

if you want to shart some more go here

more bathroom inspiration for you to poop over..

while just about every room in my house (ok every room in my house) needs major work i am super stuck on bathrooms.

and yes dear lovers i will take some before pics of the black bathroom with throw up tiles.

in the mean time feast your eyes on these lovelies...

stoopid.

gross.

horrendous.

nast.

wrong.

ugly.

hideous.

images via the selby, google image search