I want to go to there.

I just finished perusing the latest Lonny Magazine. The article on Lizzie Bailey's apartment was my favorite. How couldn't it be? Stripes, houndstooth, zigzags, black and white and grey with just a touch of turquoise or yellow! Fab-u-lous.

I like her budget approach as well. She advocates using inexpensive staples {hello Ikea and thrift stores!} then adding your own touch with accessories. I love that chair she uses as a nightstand! I'm gonna steal that idea.

And I have a fondness for oversized branches used as flower arrangements. I'd try it in my own entryway, but my kids would never leave it alone. :(

Side note: Looking at this bright, immaculate apartment reminds me of my housekeeping misadventures of this week. On Tuesday, I was curled on the couch wearing pajamas and a large blanket while reading a book. The house was a disaster. Imagine cereal cemented to the table top, crumbs and petrified macaroni scattered on the floor, laundry piled in a basket in the living room waiting to be folded, and a sink full of dishes. Suddenly the doorbell rang. Turns out, I had completely forgotten about a luncheon/meeting being held at my house that afternoon! The first lady to arrive instantly comprehended my situation and volunteered to sweep the floor while I got dressed. I called in Little Miss C to scrub the table and countertops while I dashed upstairs to get presentable. As each additional lady arrived, she picked up a broom or a washcloth and got to work. By the time the YW President arrived, the place was spotless and I was enormously grateful albeit a bit embarrassed. Ah well. My mom says it's healthy for me to have revealed the reality of my life instead of displaying a perfect front, and good for the others to have seen my humanity. Plus, I got some free housecleaning. :)