We live in Bethesda, Maryland, in a red brick house. An asymmetrical colonial on the outside, it's been opened up inside, with lots of natural light and cool colors on the walls. I like uncluttered surfaces, clean lines and midcentury furniture:
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Clean kitchen island, DWR Kyoto counter stools |
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Saarinen tulip table, knockoff Jacobsen chairs from Room & Board, hyacinth |
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Same table, a pretty platter, some apples |
warmed up with delicate or ethnic or cute touches like this
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Pillows from West Elm, an alpaca blanket from Peru |
or this
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On my dresser: perfume bottles, an old teacup, and a painting Charlie did in preschool |
or this
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Supposedly dogs, but my kids call them lions |
or this
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Hearts and cherry blossoms |
And though I can get antsy about those clean lines and neat arrangements, my kids mess up their rooms like crazy. I'm trying not to be too much of a design snob or control freak. The folks on
unhappyhipsters.com crack me up, but I sure don't want to be one of them. Plus I'm not nearly neat, or hip, enough myself.
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What Charlie's floor usually looks like |
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Taped-up drawings added to framed pieces |
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Paint-your-own pottery guy and shiny things |
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Some of Tessa's beloved animal art |
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More animal art and small treasures |
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Through the mirror: "Fishy," a dollhouse, my mother-in-law''s vintage rocking chair |
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