Admit it, you want that sink. Well, I do. I always imagine these folks finding things behind a gas station or something and saying, "We found it on the way back from Santa Fe and just tossed it in the trunk."
Decor, Fall/Winter 07.
These are the kind of details that always surprise me in their wrong rightness. Were there ever tassels on each notch? And the red ones, were they added later? But it doesn't matter. In fact, it's better. It all works so beautifully.
From Farrow and Ball: The Art of Color
Um, yes, I did notice the yellow. I'm not sure, but the fabric on the chair might be a particularly yummy velvet by Etienne. This is a bedroom-turned-dressing-room. Lucky girl.
Michel Arnaud's 1996 photo of Marie Gersh and her son, HG, 1996.
See how she's shoved aside that red velvet pillow to have a tickle contest with her son just before she jets off to the ballet? Bother the peanut butter and jelly on his face, she knows all is well because she has him - and the fabulous striped curtains with the lovely robins egg blue chairs. Heaven.