I used to want to name my firstborn Olivia. I imagine she'd be wholesome and sweet, curious and creative, unassuming in nature and unaffected by her surroundings. She'd be the first to volunteer for additional work and the last to leave when there's a major deadline. She'd present herself in thoughtful attire, sure to put forth a charming, sophisticated, and distinctive image parallel to the genuine appeal of her likable character.
I'm sure you're all wondering why I've been posting more on style and fashion than anything else as of late. Yes, I am an interior designer by trade. Yes, I do spend as much time researching interior trends as I do fashion trends. And yes, I do believe that the same principals exist in designing interiors as they do in styling editorials. (For the record I've been asking myself that same question)
Lazy Sunday means re-flipping through all my mags, re-surfing the internet, and re-focusing my attention to all the little details I may have overlooked at the first go-round. I've gone through all the MET Gala's best and worst dressed, re-examined who I'd like to showcase, and I have to say, I was quite bored with this year's parade of chignons and chiffons.
To my legions of devoted fans and followers (actually just my 20+ friends and family members)...Please accept my apology for having inundated you with Vegas nonsense for all of last week. I promise after this week's posts, we'll be back to fashion, (good) design, food, and culture... NOTHING to do with Vegas, really! Just have to get my final thoughts outta the way then we'll be back to our regular programming and last week's babble will look like a blog from the past...since it really is :D