Entries in my happy place (160)

Tuesday
Apr062010

my happy place: lerkenfeldt photography

when i initially stumbled upon lerkenfeldt photography on emma's beautiful space i was completely taken with the first beautiful photograph of the most beautiful room. then i went to the site and found a whole lot of perfect images...
the quiet calmness is just what i needed today. i hope it brings you the same type of peaceful respite.
xo mrs. french
p.s. remember the cupcakes!

Tuesday
Mar302010

my happy place: jill's pretty home

jill bent is one of my oldest and dearest blog friends (and lovely bliss sponsor). i have admired her beautiful, hand-made pieces, photography and beautiful blog since the very beginning. her elegance and un-fussy sense of taste is something i continue to strive for on a daily basis. the funny thing is that is all seems to come so naturally to her. i just knew her home would exhibit the same type of effortless elegance and i was so right...
thank goodness for the lovely poppytalk...i have been dying to see jill's home and now i have in the most lovely way.

jill, when you have the time please stop by and help me with my little spot would you?
xo mrs. french

Tuesday
Mar232010

my happy place: a quote


the novogratz's are everywhere...actually, many of you have probably blogged about them.  for those of you who don't know, they are a husband and wife self-taught design team.  miraculously they are also parents to 7 beautiful children, which actually maybe why their designs are so appealing to me: incorporating stunning design, with the perfect amount of playful whimsy.  

i recently purchased their most recent, wonderful design book downtown chic...amongst the pages and pages of gorgeous interiors, design knowledge and family photographs i found this quote and i have not been able to think of anything else since...which is why i have to share it with you.  i realize it's long, but do yourself a favor and take the time to read it and take it in:

According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 40s, 50s, 60s, 70s or even the early 80s, probably shouldn't have survived.  Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.   We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. (Not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking).

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.  Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.  We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.  Horrors!  We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.  We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.  

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of wood scraps and fruit crates and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.  After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.  We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

Now one was able to reach us by cell phone.  Unthinkable!  We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no ninety-nine channels on cable, videotape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms.  We had neighborhood friends!  We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt.  We played other games such as Kick the Can and Capture the Flag.  We fell out of trees, got cut, and broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.  They were accidents. No one was to blame but us.

We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it.  We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and although were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes, nor did worms live inside us forever.  We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rang the bell or just walked in.  Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team.  Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.

Some of us weren't as smart as others, so we failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade.  Horrors!  Tests were not adjusted for any reason.  Our actions were our own.  Consequences were expected, no one to hide behind.  The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of.  They actually sided with the law.  Imagine that!  This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever.
-ANONYMOUS

sometimes i forget.  i would like to thank "anonymous" and the novogratz's for the reminder.

Tuesday
Mar232010

my happy place: a beautiful victorian in stoke newington

i am not an excitable person (ok, maybe a little bit excitable), but i have to tell you that i squealed out loud when i stumbled up on this home. i know, i know, it's white and is blissfully predictable...but i can't help myself. the whitest white (obviously i can never have too much), with the perfect mix of modern and traditional elements...



the windows and the light and basic lack of "stuff." i, unfortunately, have no lack of stuff and clutter...yet again, maybe this is what appeals to me most of of all, the simplicity. xo mrs. french
p.s. and where oh where do i find that beautiful crib?

Tuesday
Mar092010

my happy place: a provencal country house

i just know the skies are bluer, the sun is brighter and the air is fresher here.  of course, i cannot prove this, but i am willing to travel to find out for sure...









this beautiful country home is situated amongst vinyards and olive trees...i would expect this based on the photographs.  i also believe that fresh crusty bread is available at all times and sheets always smell of being hung on the line.  like i said, i can't prove this, but deep down i just know it has to be true.  xo mrs. french