West Elm - You old so and so...

Yea, I know. An underused phrase.
I use it because of my love hate relationship with mass-marketed, style in a snap, production houses.

Love, because my design junkie brain was first nursed on their endless supply of catalog mailings. As a young girl, I would flip through Pottery Barn, fantasizing and trying to come up with ways to convince my mother to redecorate the dining room. Endless, almost hypnotic inspiration, page for page, for furniture coordination and color schemes. Sucking you in, and making you realize if you go one more day without your Montego Dining Collection, you could potentially suffer from hypothermia.

Hate, because of it's tendency to spurn such crazy trends. Suddenly, your mail-ordered-personality-defining candle wall hanging is, surprisingly, also personality defining for Jan and George down the block.

But I digress... West Elm is definately one of my obsessions. I still thumb carefully through each delivered catalog, totally redundant from the last, dog-earring every little whim or inspiration. Even from that burn, when I bought 5 pillows, of which I later learned would be double the price, since I was buying a "pillow cover" and "pillow insert." Tricksters.

Anyhow, my latest obessions, a la West Elm

Of course, seems like the whole world is obessed with the Parsons Collection. Myself, I like the desk in white lacquer.


This Cut Glass lamp is less opaque looking and really stunning in person. I bid on one on ebay, but I couldn't keep up :(


Eh. Their newest home accent, that is self-proclaimed whimsy. Narrative Animals. I think I'll pass on the shadow puppet turtle, but I would go in for the Top Hat Bunny. And at $19 a pop, and used in the right context, could be great.


Love these raw wood trays.

And a new found obsession with sheepskin and flotaki rugs. Try to tell me rollin around on this puppy wouldn't be a slice of fun....