The Clock With No Tick Tock

I know, I know...

I've been MIA.

A lot of work and a lot of leaves.

I'll leave it at that.

how are you, friends?

After days of obsessing over our front entry, Rob and I found a clock.

It sure is beautiful.

It's a lovely shade of blue.

It has great little legs.

Glorious carvings.

It's missing one thing, though.

The guts.

Rob and I were sold at first glance.

My mom was not.

Why buy a clock without the mechanics was her gripe if I can remember correctly.

Makes perfect sense.

I wouldn't call the purchase a "steal" but it wasn't antique grandfather clock

expensive either.

Plus, we have plans.  Stay tuned.

We do have the glass piece!

My excitement had me snapping pictures prematurely.

The clock was not our only purchase this weekend.

The boys were hard at work.

Our next purchase was all Rob.

Once in awhile I get a bad case of selective hearing.

Does that ever happen to you?

If I'm in a store where I'm liking what I'm seeing, I hear absolutely nothing.

Rob must have asked me on five different occasions if I liked a particular bench.

I did.

But how much, I'm not sure?

My eyes were too busy wandering around.

He managed to get measurements and buy the bench before I could think twice.

I'm glad he did.  I think it's important for us ladies to let our men have choices in the house they too live in.

It's an old rusty park bench.  I believe it's from New York.

I love the sandstone seat.

We placed the bench in our family room near our bay window.

I think it looks great.

Good job, honey!

The houses on our drive up to this particular shop are jaw dropping.

I wish I had more houses to show you, but the quality of the pictures are lousy.

and Rob's head was in the way :]

I promise I won't abandon the blog for that long again!



Tick Tock

No worries, this post has nothing to do about Ke$ha.

{tik tok...hope you get my lame joke}

Not that I have anything against her or her music.

After placing the architectural header above our front door,

our entry has been on my mind.

I've contemplated the entry table/mirror combination, but I'm not sold.

Lately, my design tunnel vision has me seeing clocks.

Grandfather clocks, that is.

Wow, stunning! I'm loving the color.

Are grandfather clocks in the same "to paint or not to paint" category as pianos?

I'm one of those people who believe pianos should remain in their woody glory.

Clocks, on the other hand, I don't feel as strongly about.

But if I could find a clock that looked as good as this one,

I wouldn't change a thing.

Often times, grandfather clocks are a bit too shiny and glossy for my taste.

My oh my... I adore swedish clocks.

I'm looking to put a clock (?) in this space next to our front door.

While I'm chatting about our foyer...

I'm not sure if I've ever shown you our little "display nook/cubby."

Hmm... I'm not quite sure what to think of this hole.

I'm not the type of gal who likes to display and highlight a statue or

a artificial flower/branch arrangement.

So what now?

I don't think I've ever been so design stumped.

I'll get back to you on this one.

If you want to throw out ideas, I'm all ears.

On an entirely different note, are any of you watching

American Horror Story on FX?

Rob and I are fans of all things spooky!

I have no answer as to why I like to torture myself.

We decided to give it a try based on a recommendation of a friend.

It's awesome.

Especially for a TV show.

Not to mention, the house candy I get to devour for an entire hour.

Here's the exterior of the house.

According to the Los Angeles Times, the house is located in the Country Club Park

neighborhood of LA and was built in 1910.

The kitchen looks so cozy despite the eerie circumstances

 the characters are facing.

I love all the hints of pistachio and yellow!  And those pumpkins are major!

If your interested, check out FX tonight at 10 P.M.

*photos courtesy of better after blogspot, decorpad, KML designs, pinterest, LA times, LA times, NY times, FX

Design Block

The last few days I have felt uninspired.

A bad case of design block, one might call it.

Feeling this way and not knowing why drives me absolutely bonkers.

My uninspired mood put a damper on our weekend.

Until today, that is.

Rob had a brilliant idea.  Let's go somewhere you've haven't been before.

Genius.  That boy knows how to make a girl smile.

For the most part, I've hit up every possible antique store in our city.

Or at least I'd like to think so.

How could have I missed these places?

Industrial. Modern. Primitive. Craftsman.

You name it, they got it.

Their use of reclaimed vintage materials is super inventive.

Doors upon doors...

Too many mantels to count...

 Antique bed frames too gorgeous for words!

Ahhh...feeling refreshed, friends!

We were able to snatch up a few things for the cottage!

{antique mailbox}

The mailbox is now hanging in our laundry room!

A great place to throw our keys or misplaced mail.

{architectural header}

Where the foyer and the family room meet...

Where the foyer and dining room meet...

Love how the header is working with the corbels!

The sun was pouring in this afternoon.

So I snapped a better picture of our window treatments.

It didn't take me long to get out of my funk.

JUST BECAUSE SOMETHING

ISN'T HAPPENING FOR YOU

 RIGHT NOW, DOESN'T MEAN

THAT IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN.

.unknown.