10 Things that Rock (and make me happy)

Brandishing my foolproof ripper with abandon, I continue to pile mountains of mag tear-outs on my sunroom sofa or our Blue Moon conference room table.  Rifling for inspiration is one of my fiendish little pasttimes, and I see no end in sight . . . proof below.

Erickson Beamon Crystal Snowflake earrings – delightful for a simpler wedding gown.

Spoon Sisters leather tape measure. Handy for any wedding planner or designer, also doubles as my son’s faaaaaavorite contraband item to pluck from Mama’s purse.

Driftwood-as-art. I just came across this online and had an uncharacteristically tree-hugger moment wherein I wanted to find said item and like, curl up under it and read and not come out for a day or so. I also want to suspend it in the ceiling of some amazing a-frame home and just let it be the eye-catching piece. Whenever I see driftwood, it reminds me of this wedding we designed.

Zak re-useable dot straws- perfect for my occasional detox smoothie moments or for entertaining.

Hugo Guiness Prints from John Derian . . . can I have these? Can I? Can I? Huh? Can I?

Betsy Dunlap Calligraphy. It definitely has this itchy, scratchy, Edward-Scissorhands-ish quality that just totally draws me in for its non-conformity. I love that it might be slightly forlorn, like a stray puppy. It conjures up Wyeth paintings and brisk Fall days and is beautiful without being snooty.

Anything Carolyne Roehm is soul-satisfying in that it is always pristine and deeply polished. This is her interpretation of a silver-and-white table setting for a wedding . . . lest you ever thought baby’s breath couldn’t be chic???

Look, they’re holographic, they come in other varieties, and I just want some. Hilarious at each place setting for the right birthday girl’s or bride’s seated dinner.

Alber Elbaz Blanche for Lanvin is so very chic. I kick myself daily that I used to live steps from the Rue du Faubourg Saint-Honoré and never set foot in the flagship boutique because I was too busy daydreaming about les garçons and finding my next street-corner crêpe. The shame! Get your fix here – talk about a “dress change” before your wedding night departure!

Option a: rake hand through said collection, coming out clutching 90% of said pieces, risk arrest.

Option b: beg husband for une necklace in attempts to quiet the covetous little beast inside.

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