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Hello November.

Hello internet friends.  Where has the time gone?  It’s November and I’m not sure how we got here!

I mean I guess I realize that time has passed . . .

 

We had fireworks in October!  (To make up for the ones cancelled in July due to excessive heat/dry grass/fire risk).  It’s a lot different when it’s 40 degrees out!

Halloween of course.  Shenanigan was Evil Kneivel and wanted to eat the few trick-or-treaters we did see.

Perhaps that’s because the front porch light is dead.  Hey husband, can we put up the new one this weekend? 

(Found for $10 at St. Vincent de Paul and patiently awaiting its time to shine in the basement of doom.)

A sister visit and a trip to Casa Loma ballroom to see her swing it.

(Picture borrowed from sister’s friend’s Facebook page.  The wonders of the internet.)

There was a family friend’s wedding and subsequent reception at the Randall Gallery downtown. (This is my mom and her boyfriend.  Hi Mom!)

There’s another wedding on the horizon and that requires bridesmaid dresses. So there was bridesmaid dress shopping. 

And those elections!!!  This was the first year husband and I got to go vote together due to some laziness on my part in getting my voter card updated from our first apartment’s address . . .

And every chance I get I sneak down to the basement and slave over my armoire project.  I almost have it all painted (Annie Sloane chalk paint newbie here) and next up is waxing.  This thing has required so many coats and has so many sides that this may be my first and last chalk paint project.  We’ll see.

So that’s a few things that have passed the time.  What about you guys?

Call it serendipity.

For some reason I kept finding these chairs in our alley (two pairs at two very different times.  Like months apart.)

For some reason they didn’t sell at the Green Shag sale . . .

I’m going with serendipity because now that we’ve brought in our tulip table (which in another hit of serendipity is also from Ikea), the wood chairs seem to be just the thing to balance out the white classic coolness of the table.

Here’s a few of the ‘before’ shots — first we had the rectangular wood table with the MCM sofa, then the Tulip with the MCM sofa and two Karim Rashid Oh Chairs. . .

The Oh chairs were a Christmas gift from my mom and I’m holding on to them for seating on the back porch (a scary room I have yet to share on the blog).  The MCM sofa found a new home via Craigslist and I hope it will be much loved.

(The image above shows our lovely St. Louis Rams getting destroyed while playing the Patriots in London.  I’m not much into sports but I am jealous that they got a trip to London. All in a Sunday afternoon — watching football, taking blog photos, folding laundry and making kale soup – you know, the usual.)

We’re loving our new setup — while I enjoyed having the sofa act as banquette seating, it’s also nice to be able to move the table a little closer to the windows and the new layout allows the drapes to be a little more flow-y and nice.  Now I have to go update our floor plan — again!  More changes to come  . . . . and I think in November we’re going to start some projects in the bedroom as well.  Last room of the house to get any attention!  Cheers – CT

(P.S. I would also call it serendipity that I bought so many faux sheepskins on our last Ikea run — they really help soften up the wood chairs and they help me get in the mood for all the fall/winter activities soon to be upon us.)

Tulips are springing up all over

The tulip table is something almost all designers dream about and most end up owning at some point. . . . I’ve been dreaming about them for some time — see my “desperately seeking Saarinen” post from over a year ago . . .

I mentioned a little while ago that I’d gone off my rocker and decided to totally re-shuffle most of the whole house.  I made a detailed list and sent it to the husband with the email title “my evil plan”.  And it included a tulip!

After all the work of hefting, moving and lugging furniture for the Green Shag sale on Saturday, I had a few loose pennies in my pocket and a hankering to check out Modern Vintage Decor, a shop I had found via my friend Craig and his list.  Thanks also to Craig, I knew there was a Tulip table waiting there with my name on it. 

It frees up so much more room than the beer-pong-battered table we had been using before (now in the basement maybe for future beer-pong tournaments).

It’s not the real thing or even a Burke but I still love it and all its one-legged goodness.

The inviting circular shape plays well with the coffee table and softens the whole room.

 
I even did a bit of fall/Halloween styling, pulling a ceramic pumpkin out of my stash and switching out the white candle holders for these gorgeous turned wood ones that JT’s cousin made for us as a wedding gift.

Yep, here’s the dog shot.  Attack of the two-headed couch chameleon.  I guess they like the new table too . .  .

So that’s step one of the new Living Analog Living Room . . . . more craziness (as ever) to come!

P.S. Happy Birthday (again) Sister!  I haven’t told the interwebs yet but we are planning your wedding!  Oops, I just did.  Now maybe I’ll do a post about it!

 

How to Survive a Parking Lot Sale

Drink lots of coffee?

Take the next three days off work?

Hire moving men? (One vendor did that. .  . I kind of though she was crazy and also crazy smart!)

So the Green Shag Parking Lot Sale was last Saturday and we survived!  Here’s the booth at first set-up:

And then with JT and I awkwardly posing in front of it once a kind Green Shagger offered to take our picture.

It was fun to sit in the back and people watch (once the sun came out).  I wandered around and had to work very hard to not buy anything.  I also got to meet all the STL bloggers — Nick from Mid-Century Midwest and Hannah from Secondhand Hannah.  And I got to chat with Mr. Modtomic and his GF for a bit.

I am happy to report that the majority of things sold.  I was surprised at the things that didn’t — the four schoolhouse chairs and the brown vinyl chair with the great chrome tube legs came back home to Living Analog.  One couple ended up buying a few of our “projects” — the MCM walnut chair without cushions, a side table that was still halfway green and halfway bare wood and the alley cat zebra scratch chair I clumsily attempted to reupholster.

It didn’t turn out well and with the timeline and the amount of fabric I had, I couldn’t go back.  I was tempted to just put it back out in the alley but instead I brought it to the sale and gave the couple full disclosure before they paid up (it was priced at a whole $5 after all).  They were able to live with the clunky back and might just drape a nice throw blanket on it.  Problem solved.

So all in all, I’m glad I bucked up and did the sale.  I cleared a lot of things out of the house that we no longer had use for (the stemware racks from the kitchen, the old towel bar from the bathroom, lamps I wasn’t using for the bedroom anymore).  Some of the small items I bought specifically for the sale didn’t go though, like the nice Haskalite serving tray and another small teak and silver Danish-style serving tray along with that funky wood wine rack.  Everything I bought I liked though, so I’m happy to have it around our house for a while.

I take that back.  The chairs have got to go.  It’s crazy chair town at our house right now.  I posted them up to the list here and here.  Once those move out and JT’s latest reno goes on eBay (the Silvertone guitar), we’re going to have such an empty clean house!!!  And money for more furniture . . . which I may have already spent.  Tune in for more!

Also I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that today is my Mom’s birthday and tomorrow is my sister’s birthday.  Happy Birthday girls!

Green Shag or Bust!

Well it’s now like T-18 hours to the Green Shag Parking Lot sale so I guess I really have to do this thing that I committed to  . . . .

Good news: I did all my pricing and this stuff is gonna be cheap!  I want it gone, not coming back into my house, bye bye, see you later.

But I do want to see it later so I hope some buyers might send me “after” pictures.  Especially some of the items that are more “project-y”, as in they’re not in mint condition right now and need someone to love them and I didn’t have the time . . . .

Other good news:  I think all of the STL blogging community will be there!  Or at least the ones I read: Mister Modtomic and Secondhand Hannah have both committed to parking space/booths.  Nick Armadillo from Mid-Century Midwest is coming.  Anyone else?  Maybe if I get brave I’ll introduce myself.  It is kind of nice being anonymous on the interwebs though . . .

Bad news: I have no furniture pictures to share.  And what’s a blog post without pictures?  Would dog pictures be an acceptable substitute?

Here’s some of Mr. Shenanigan, doing what he does best, and living up to his name.

#1 — (little paws under the door) Hey, I want in this room!  Hey, I’m in.  What’s going on?  Got anything for me to eat?

#2 — Aww man, no bacon.  I want out of this room!

So there you have it.  A day in the life of a very self-centered dog (taken with a very grainy iPhone).  If we weren’t already manhandling around three hundred pounds of furniture, I would bring the dogs on Saturday.  Maybe they will end up stopping by . . . . Green Shag sale or no sale, have a great weekend everybody!

Cheers – CT

The Storm before the Calm

Next Sunday I will be so relaxed and our house will be so nice and blissfully empty . . .

Because right now it is craziness as I prepare for the Green Shag Market Parking Lot Sale next Saturday, October 20th

The living room is full.

Chair party!

The music room is full.

The basement is REALLY full.  No pictures.  Bad.

I’m happy I signed up for this even if I’m freaking out a little bit right now.  It’s making me face head-on two resolutions I set for myself back in January

11.  Participate in a outside-of-work money-making opportunity like the Rock and Roll Craft Show or a Flea Market to whittle down all the furniture/crafts I have stashed in the basement and maybe pave the way for the future “Thompson Guitar and Thrift” store that husband and I will run someday.

12.  Attempt to upholster a piece of furniture.  Attempt.

So #11 is obvious, #12 not so much.  I was given another gift by the alley gods last week.  I forgot my coffee in the morning before work and circled back around the house to run back in and get it.  As I cruised down our back alley I saw this poor chair sitting exactly at our back gate, begging for mercy.  I dragged it into the back porch, sent husband a text so he wouldn’t be alarmed upon returning home before me, grabbed the coffee and was only a few minutes late to work (albeit covered in cat hair).

So this one is definitely a “look what the cat dragged in” or really a “look what the cat scratched up” kind of guy.  He’s not vintage but still had good bones – a simple chair for my first major foray into reupholstery and if I mucked it up, back to the alley it could go.  I had some nice heavy-weight upholstery fabric that I snagged at Garden Ridge forever ago waiting in the basement that seemed just right. (Warning: bad in-progress photo ahead.)

The top I will be redoing tonight — the inside out sew down the sides method I was trying out there did not work.  Instead I’m going to replicate what the chair already had going on and wrap around the front of the upper back and then apply a wrapped panel to the back.  And so now this guy is living in the Living Room with all that other stuff. . . .

Something you may have spotted in the Music Room disaster photo above is a cute little dog bed. (What you didn’t see it in all the piles of stuff?  For shame.)  I found it a while ago at the Creve Couer Antique Mall but it didn’t have a pillow.  And there’s no way Sophie or Shenanigan will lounge on something without a pillow!  So I got to work —

I used the basket to make a makeshift pattern, then I cut the pattern out of some old Shabby Chic brand sheets (the fitted sheet died so I sacrificed the flat sheet).  I even did a cute detail with a dog bone in tan and white seersucker that ironed on top for that little extra “je ne sais quoi”.  Turns out Sophie and Shenanigan won’t get near that adorable wicker bed with an adorable cushion to save their little furry lives so it’s going to the Green Shag sale as well . . .

Will I be seeing any of you at the Sale?  I hope so, at least to say hi!  It looks like it could be some glorious weather . .. .

. . . until then, I’ll be feverishly working in my basement, shining and buffing and doing some last minute projects (one of them involves Annie Sloane Chalk Paint which must be diamond-encrusted BTW because it costs a small fortune!)  See you soon!

Living Analog’s Living Room – 4th paint color is the charm

I’m a little overdue in sharing some “after” pictures of a do-over on the fireplace and our accent wall. (Maybe it was because I spent all last week ranting and raving. Sorry about that.)  So as a reminder, we started here:

White accent wall and dirty, stained concrete fireplace.

Then came a can of off-the-shelf white garage floor paint from Home Depot and a can of Behr Paint & Primer color matched to Sherwin Williams Urbane Bronze.

Urbane Bronze is the darkest member of Amazing Gray’s color family (all the other walls are Amazing Gray).  Since they share a similar base color, they blend well together.  Although if I had all the time in the world, I might consider painting all the Amazing Gray walls to be Shoji White (the color that used to be the accent wall which is two steps lighter than Amazing Gray in the same color family).  Having your colors be “related” can make a big difference in your home.  They work together effortlessly, e.g. with no effort on my part in picking from the whole big box of colors — I can just go to one strip on my fan deck and – voila – done!

Since I had the camera out and I’m about to reshuffle everything in the whole damn house around, I thought I’d take a minute and do a “snapshot in time” of the living room and dining room.  For our tiny bungalow of a house, we actually have a fairly open floor plan with the living room and dining room joined together.

The Value Village doesn’t-fit-in-the-car-debacle chair is currently hanging out in the living room as well.  Our house is about to explode with all the stuff I have crammed into it for the Green Shag Parking Lot Sale (October 20th!!). 

I gave the chair a good scrub-down with some rubber and vinyl cleaner we have for the Fairlane and then went after the legs with the Simple Green stainless steel spray and some aluminum foil.  That has been my secret go-to for getting chrome to shine up nice and get rid of age/rust/dust/miscellaneous spots.

He looks better, no? Well everything looks better with a (faux) sheepskin on it, especially now that fall’s chilly weather has arrived.  Next to Paul (our Paul McCobb secretary turned bar) you will see one of my I’m-a-lucky-girl birthday gifts.  My father-in-law and his wife now live in Eureka so we sometimes hit the Eureka Antique Mall together.  They remembered how I fawned over this cool bullet-esque planter but resisted pulling the  trigger for fear of becoming a crazy plant hoarder.  When we were at Home Depot picking up paint, I added a Draconae (?) plant to the cart but haven’t had a chance to pot him up all the way.  (As a side note, I’m not sure why there’s an eery green light in the hallway in that picture above.  Husband was working on his guitars in the music room so maybe he did it).

I also have another little before and after of the dogs’ storage — before it was a large woven basket we kept under the orange vinyl sofa.  It was hard for the dogs to get to their bone stash and the woven basket was a magnet for dog hair.  I picked up the white plastic one at Target, purged out a few of the toys they don’t like anymore and moved it over under the black chair.  Sometimes it’s the smallest little “tweaks” that can make a big difference.

Speaking of dogs, where are they?  Oh, just relaxing on the sofa while I take photos.

Lazy bums.  And for documentation sake, here’s one more of all the clutter that lives on the wall behind the sofa:

The floating shelves are not really styled right now, they are mainly filled with all the things I took off the mantel and moved about willy-nilly.  Since the whole room is about to get moved around willy-nilly, I didn’t really mess with them. 

So  that’s the living room and dining room as it stands right now.  And yes, if you look carefully you can see that one of the Hans Wenger-ish rope chairs has had its seat de-roped.  It’s a snapshot in time, a snapshot of how we sometimes live with half-finished projects until the time rolls around that they can be completed . . . a nice dose of reality — the Living Analog living room will never be quite “done” but I’m starting to like where it’s headed. 

Cheers – CT

Shame on St. Louis, Part II.

So if my diatribe about St. Louis’s general ass-backwards-ness upon learning that we had lost out on Ikea wasn’t loud enough or shaming enough, here’s take two. 

Yesterday our little watchdog Shenanigan was at the front door as he always is, observing his little kingdom and occasionally barking at cats, dogs, squirrels, bikes and children. 

So cute, so precious.

Then Shenanigan alerted me to a poor, skinny little collarless dog slinking down the sidewalk across from our house.  Not so cute or precious anymore (as he should have been).

This guy bolted when he saw me but ran behind the neighbor’s house and ended up cornered by a fence.  He was so scared he tucked his tail, laid down and wouldn’t make any eye contact with me.  Even though he was so skinny, he wouldn’t eat the dog treats I had brought.  At first.  I gave him a little space and he finally came around.  He figured out I just wanted to help him and he let me put a leash on him.  So now it’s Thursday night at 6:30, Shenanigan is out of his mind barking at this dog and so we take him the Humane Society.  There was no microchip but I was pleasantly surprised to learn that the Humane Society no longer euthanizes unless it is a temperament issue.  This guy was so sweet and easy-going that I know he will find a great home with people who will love and care for him.

However this is the 6th dog that JT and I have found with seemingly no one else to help it.  That makes me sad for St. Louis.  And mad. Our residents don’t always care about spaying or neutering.  They don’t seem to have a problem with giving their family pet the boot when the going gets tough.  Some of these animals are kept by a family but they are not pets — they are chained up in the backyard to be “guard dogs” although I’ve never quite figured out how they’re supposed to protect anything beyond the 8′ radius their chain extends.

During our time as foster parents for Stray Rescue we saw firsthand a lot of these issues and more. (You can read more about all our foster dogs here).  Dogs that have had acid poured on them.  So many dogs with gunshot wounds.  Dogs with embedded collars.  Sometimes I really hate people.  So I’m going to say it again: St. Louis you can do better.  Get it together, go out there and be somebody!  Somebody who cares about animals.

To be fair, great strides in animal cruelty & abuse prosecution and prevention have been happening.  St. Louis recently created a task force and now has a full time animal welfare officer.  (See article/video here).  But the fact that we have to have a task force kind of tells you the situation here in St. Louis.

So that’s the last of my ranting for the week.  Go home, have a great weekend and give your pups a hug for me.  Cheers – CT

I must need a dose of crazy now and again . . .

. . . . and the reason I say that is that I think by January 2013 the entire Living Analog living room, dining room and master bedroom will be mostly reconfigured/rearranged/new/different.  Crazy!

Above is a sneak peek of the plan I printed out and reviewed with the mister last night. Thankfully the kitchen and music room are “done” but I don’t think that will mean they are immune from the upcoming shuffle. 

The other day in her blog post about one gorgeous Knoll sofa, Stacey over at A Goode House asked “What special piece would you NEVER part with at your house?”.  I think the answer for Living Analog is that at this point, it’s all up for grabs! 

After watching Looper this weekend, I really did stop and think about what would I pack up from our house if we only had 15 minutes.  (BTW, such a good, good movie.  I have added Joseph Gordon-Levitt to my boyfriend list.)  I came up with the following short list: a) husband, b) dogs, c) photo albums and d) husband’s great-great-great-great-maybe-more-great-grandfather’s Civil War (Union) certificate.  The end. Oh yeah and food, money, passports and some clean clothes so I could hide out from the loopers that are hunting us down.  Now if I had 1 hour to pack and I knew we were going to a different house, I might add in a few furniture items . . .

So, due to the furniture re-shuffling, things are about to get crazy around here.  The first item on the chopping block is our beloved burnt-orange vinyl MCM 3-seat sofa.  We’ve had it in the music room (see some bad pictures here) and it has lived in the dining room as a banquette for a while now.  I love it.  Husband loves it (he originally picked it out which was unusual for him to voice such a strong opinion on furniture).  We just love change more.

We gave it a big hug and promised to find it a loving new family.  You can see the Craigslist ad here if you know of someone who wants to adopt it.  I hope whomever it does end up with will cherish and enjoy it as much as we have and maybe send us pictures of it in its new home.

So that’s the latest dose of crazy — total upheaval — that I have brought on myself.  Hopefully all this rearranging will make some room for the Danish Daybed sofas from Mister Modtomic to finally make their appearance in our living room.

If Loopers were coming after you and you had only 15 minutes to grab something out of your house, what would it be?  I would never wish that on anyone but it’s good to be prepared at least!  Cheers – CT

I’ve Been Crying Since Friday . . .

For those of you living under rocks or in small caves, let me tell you some bad news. 

Ikea picked Kansas City.  (Article here).  NOT St. Louis.   I guess he’s just not that into you.  Wait, wrong analogy.

I haven’t really been crying all weekend, actually I’ve been painting.  Once I got brave and started on the fireplace, projects lined up like dominos behind it.  Painting the fireplace white made the wall behind it seem . . . a little too white.   When we first bought the house we had painted our accent wall a brick red.  A few years later it was khaki green.  Then just earlier this year it went white.  Now it’s not.

Now it’s Sherwin Williams “Urbane Bronze” color-matched by our friends at Home Depot to the Behr Paint & Primer in one and I think I can safely speak for the husband on this one and say we love it.  I wish we had done this 7 years ago and saved ourselves three other cans of paint.  As soon as we get the room put back together and some sunshine peeks out from behind the clouds, I will work on getting some pictures.  I also need to work on painting the only eyesore that remains — that stupid chipped brick hearth.

But back to my original topic.  Ikea.  Some hate it, some love it, some could care less.  I’m not all that mad at Ikea for choosing Kansas City, really I’m more upset with St. Louis.  Here is my message to St. Louis:  Stop being small-minded, racially segregated and afraid of change and go out there and BE SOMEBODY.  Somebody that can attract an Ikea.

I know there are a lot of vintage and thrift lovers who abhor Ikea.  I’m not one of them and I will tell you why: YOU CAN HAVE THEM BOTH.  Vintage furnishings will always have more character and perhaps be a higher quality of construction than Ikea furnishings.  But sometimes, to keep that balance of vintage from falling over to the kitsch side of things you need to add in a little new to the mix.  Why not make it Scandinavian design with an eye for function?  I bet someone who has designed or will design for Ikea goes on to be our generation’s Charles and Ray Eames. 

Ikea has said there is still hope for St. Louis but with the Kansas City store slated to open in 2014, I’m not holding my breath.  Plus the gift card I got from my mom for my birthday will be expired by then.  Excuse me while I go cry into my pillow some more. . . .