looks bad? cover it with jasmine

I apparently had a dormant gene, it was pronounced in my mom but took a bit to come to the surface in myself.  I’m a gardener.

And come to find out, a fanatical one at that.

As I lay in bed last night looking at Pinterest (is this something people still do?), I came across a website that has construction plans you can print out, then build your own garden trellises.

I was amazed.  It was amazing.

The next day, when I went to Home Depot to buy the 32 pieces of various sized, but exact in measurement, cedar plank to build this amazing trellis, I found out something else even more amazing.

Home Depot sells trellises. Already made.

Thank you Jesus.

I went about remodeling a back wall that can see into our neighbors back yard.  And while it’s cool they have a pool and all (jealous?  yes.), I don’t want to see it.  So I decided on Confederate Jasmine from Urban Roots, a vigorous and prolific climbing vine, to put on my new, already made trellises.

I’m sure my rear neighbors will appreciate it when it starts taking over their yard as well.  But having a gorgeous back wall of jasmine or making new neighbor friends?

Jasmine.  Every time.

drawer bugs…

When it comes to interior design, I think eclectic is great.  Unfortunately for me, I seem to lack the filter that differentiates ‘eclectic’ from ‘terrible’ and have often been known to confuse the two.

This lack of filter has led me down two paths: the first, buying interesting pieces that I will love for many many years.  The second path usually ends with me saying “well, that was a poor, non-refundable decision…”

scarabs

I’m really hoping I didn’t take the second path with my scarab pulls.

I love them (currently), and am hoping I won’t regret my decision to pay $50 for a pair of giant bug drawer accessories.  And to mention I actually don’t have a drawer to put them on.

I guess that just means it’s time to shop.

Wish me luck!  Because God only knows what I’ll return with.

no pictures, too serious…

It’s been awhile since I’ve updated this website.  My life has changed so much so in the last couple months that I wasn’t quite sure what I had to say.

When I began this blog, something I had always envisioned was turning this website of design/interiors/fashion/randomness into something more.  I mean, lets be honest, it’s a really great name.  It’s like President Kitty.  You just can’t do better than that.  So with this great name, I needed a great followthrough.  After working so many years in fashion, I never wanted to get into retail, so I wasn’t quite sure of the direction.  But I just knew.

After starting my own floral design business in New Orleans mid-last year, it kind of came into fruition on its own.  At the beginning of this year, I (with The Boyfriend’s help) created House of Modern Vintage NOLA.  Since I do wedding florals, I also began helping a lot of brides design the style of their weddings.  Not like a planner, I can’t organize for shit.  Think more like design direction.

So The Boyfriend and I began scouting antique stores, resale shops, garage sales and estate sales.  Oh, and Etsy.  I know I always give Etsy shit because honestly it’s like finding a gold nugget in the middle of a landfill.  But find little nuggets, I did.

So after weeks and months of acquiring, we finally have a large assortment of design decor for events and weddings.  I’ve been slowly building a repertoire of events around the city (and Baton Rouge…long story) and getting it going.

I do weddings every weekend and it really has kind of taken over my life; I work 7 days a week and about 15 hours a day.  Fortunately, I love what I do, but it’s quickly taking over everything I know.  I don’t want to turn this into a wedding website, because then I might as well slap endless pictures of brides gazing thoughtfully into the distance and pairs of bedazzled ivory stilettos then rename it Pinterest.  But to warn you, it’s going to get wedding-y around here.

But anyhow, by doing so, the face of HoMV has changed.  I’ve found a calling (thank Christ it’s not fashion, that’s probably the only industry that pays as less than the government and is about as rewarding), and have revamped, revised and set my sights on very large things.  I believe it was Einstein that said, ‘go big or go home.’  Or maybe Chanel or Churchill, since the three of them are known to have said every quasi-inspirational quote in history.

So I may be late in saying this, as with everything I do, but ‘here’s to 2016.’  After I have my first two glasses of wine tonight, I’ll just have an extra as a toast.

“Go big or go home for 2016” – Einstein

leftovers…

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I’ve been at a loss as to what to do with all the leftover flowers from designing.

So I’m trying my hand at making potpourri (which is a statement I never thought I would have made).  I’m aiming for less ‘mee-maw’ and more…I don’t know what, I guess just less ‘mee-maw’ is a good start.

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Eucalyptus, lavender, spray roses, stock and pepper berries.  With an accent of pine needles.

And in a related note: if you know me, you’re getting this for Christmas.

wednesdays are for cocktails…

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Today is the first day of fall.  And so to celebrate (as I always do when I’m celebrating) I made cocktails.

I found this pink elderflower rose sparkling lemonade on my last grocery store venture, and since, I can describe it as nothing short of life changing.

I mean, it’s great alone but, as I’ve found with many (all) other things, it’s better with vodka.

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I added a little ice, Ketel One, lime and springs of lavender.   I used to order Stoli but one night when I ordered it, a friend of mine made the comment, “how can you drink that?”.

So now I order Ketel One, which I don’t know if you know this but it tastes like Stoli.  And since I care little for getting reprimanded (ask my mom), I order differently now.

Ketel One it is!

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On another note, I’m currently trying my hand at growing lavender; ask me in three months how that went.

Actually you can ask me now.  It’s dying.  But just another reason to make cocktails!

my little flower darling…

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Since moving to Louisiana, I’d taken up floral design and had started working for a shop doing wedding flowers part-time.  It was something I had been interested in back in Texas, and now in New Orleans (since Fashion PR does not exist here) decided to pursue it.

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This week marks the second month I’ve branched out on my own (although to even begin this process it’s been at least several months in the making).  I will say this, for Louisiana to be such a laissez-faire environment (understatement) they sure make it a pain in the ass to open your own flower business.  You would have thought I was trying to sell medical marijuana the hoop-la I had to go through.

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But regardless of the flower politics, I’ve finally opened leaf + petal NOLA.  My very own floral design studio.

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Last night I made arrangements for a runway show/event at Anthropologie in Canal Place.  I decided on a very ‘Anthro’ aesthetic, vintage tins mixed with a colorful palette of flowers.

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So check out my new baby, Leaf + Petal NOLA

www.leafandpetalnola.com

@leafandpetalnola

a table here, a table there…

sidetable

This gem was ‘given’ to me by the florist shop where I have been learning floral design.  They were using it to store tissue paper on and had been using two ply wood boards to prop up the table panels.  At least once or twice a day, I accidentally kick over the board and the ensuing thunderous near-deafening noise was driving me to the brink of insanity.

I guess at some point I had mentioned I like to refinish antiques (which sounds ridiculous coming from me, but trust me, is more ridiculous to watch) and I guess saw me as a dumping grounds for this table that’s seen better days.

By the looks of it those days were roughly 70 years ago.

refinished side table

But I sometimes appreciate a challenge (key word in that sentence is sometimes).

So I gave my newly acquired table a little attention.  Attention in the form of me sweating and swearing in the blazing Louisiana heat.

Someone once told me, ‘in Louisiana, if you’re not sweating, you’re dead.’  And I find that sentiment to be extremely accurate.

refinished sidetable 2So I removed the panels (I’m not a miracle worker) then sanded and stained.

On another note though, staining sucks.

brass and crystal
And on another note, I hope my mother isn’t reading this because I stole these pieces from her house when I was in-town two weeks ago.  She had stored them in the bathroom cabinet because my little nieces had visited and I guess children can’t be around nice things.

So their loss is my gain because my new side table looks great.

I need to go visit again.  See what else I can sneak out of there with.

Free shopping!

 

 

 

 

gardening & flamingo beers…

berr & flamingo

This is what my day (d)evolved into.

I began early this morning, determined to finally outwit the deer that are eating all the roses I spent hundreds of dollars on.

While in Alaska (weird beginning to any sentence), I learned when Alaskans want to keep deer away, they spray their gardens with cougar pee.  Well, first of all I don’t want to do that, and second, I’m afraid it will scare off deer and bring around the cougars.  And I really don’t want that.

Instead I went to Home Depot, where I bought some spray of the non-cougar pee variety that’s supposed to keep deer and rabbits away (and ideally the neighbor’s golden retriever that uses my yard as its personal bathroom twice a day).

So I hosed down my garden, i.e. rose graveyard, and planted a bougainvillea I bought on sale at HD.  When I ask why my bougainvillea (normally $49.95) was only $8, he said, “I don’t know, but if it dies in the next week or so just bring it back with the receipt.”   That sounds sketchy at best, and the odds of me digging up a dead bush, throwing it in the back of my car, driving across town and returning it for the large sum of $8 is pretty slim.

But thankfully the weather went south, thank God because I was sooo over gardening, and I brought the party inside.  And we all know what that means, time for flamingo beer.

I saw these online and although I don’t have a pool, these obviously were a necessity.

Happy Saturday.