Monthly Archives: August 2010

positive friday

Hello from Toronto! I’m posting from my iPhone so please excuse any weird formatting and typos! I’m going to try to attach a photo of the view from where I type: The Drake Hotel’s rooftop lounge, Sky Yard.

The Mister and I spent the morning on a long walk around the neighborhood and are now enjoying vodka tonics and Bloody Marys. This area is heaven for the design geek and I’ve already spent $1.53 on a Corning creamer and sugar set at the local Salvation Army. There are at least ten vintage shops in a six block radius and the hotel has one of its own, too! At least that what it looked like when I peeked in their General Store…

While on the walk, we discovered that there is a Cuban festival in the neighborhood this weekend and I’m so excited to put on my dancing shoes this evening! I hope everyone has an amazing weekend and if you’re in Chicago, make sure to hit up The Vintage Bazaar. Check out twitter.com/vintagebizaar for deets. I can’t figure out how to link from this app.

Have a positive Friday!

vote!

I should be packing for the three day weekend that starts tomorrow night with a flight to Toronto to celebrate our anniversary but I’m blogging from the back porch and thinking of an exciting way to implore you to vote for my house over at CB2’s The Selby Contest.

You have no idea how badly I have wanted The Selby to come to Chicago. I’ve had a “Selby Submission” folder with four photos sitting on my desktop for a few weeks and was thinking of a witty email subject line to go along with the photos when I got the CB2 email this week announcing this contest. I need The Selby in our place.

So. If you love me and if you love The Selby and if you kinda sorta like my house, head on over here and vote. And tell all of your friends to vote. And I will buy you all something from CB2. But know that you just might have to share it, and it may have to live at my house.

Vote, vote, vote!
Thank you for reading Urban Casita. xxoo

happy anniversary to me (and he)!

moo wedding photos

Three years ago today… I married my best friend. How many people have written or said the same cliche’d line on their anniversary? Let me Google that for you: 5,900,000. BUT, in my case, it really is true. I mean, really.

Last night I asked the Mister where our external hard drive had gone because I have been very careful about not keeping much on my computer since the great crash of June 2010. All of our wedding photos are on that hunk of metal and I had been looking forward to going through hundreds from the wedding photographer and another couple thousand from friends in attendance. Since a big old grant is due on Wednesday and the Mister must meet that deadline, the external hard drive is in Hyde Park. So I spent thirty minutes going through boxes and boxes of crap in the closet looking for the CD that contained the originals. No dice.

Then I almost had a nervous breakdown and implored the Mister not to get into any accidents on the way home with the hard drive in tow tomorrow.

Luckily I found the Moo cards I ordered about a month after the wedding. So I took pics of the pics. I’m not a mushy mushy person so I will let some photos and a top ten list about the wedding– not the marriage, cause it’s the best one ever and I don’t wanna brag– do the talking for me.

moo wedding photos

Why My Wedding Was Awesome

10. It was on St Thomas, close to my first apartment.
9. Less than thirty people were in attendance.
8. We had BBQ from Texas Pit.
7. The Mister and I walked out to “Steppin’ Out.”
6. We had three adorable flower girls, one maid of honor and a best man. No wedding party drama! Except for when the Mister’s best friend read his portion of the ceremony from his Blackberry. I know you’re reading this CM!
5. Poolside at a botanical garden with a gorgeous view of Charlotte-Amalie.
4. My dad ripped a button off of his shirt while ironing and wore a buba instead of the suit he planned on.
3. We did a Yoruba tasting ritual, sampling bowls of lemon (sour), vinegar (bitter), cayenne (hot) and honey (sweet) presented to us by our friends. Each flavor represents the emotions you go through in a marriage and you end with honey to show how sweet it is, no matter what. (OMG I almost cried typing that.)
2. We had next day photos taken at the beach.
1. We got married a day early because of a big old hurricane warning; half of the stuff I wanted to get done didn’t happen, there weren’t chairs for the ceremony and one person almost missed it. All worth it; the major glitch meant I could blame anything that went wrong on Hurricane Dean and my stress evaporated. And in the end? A tiny sprinkling of rain.

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cohabitating with grace: the mister’s cup

my urban casita

This used to be the Mister’s cup. It’s plastic, was thrifted sometime in the last few years for less than a dollar. It’s his vodka + tonic cup, his vitamins-before-bed cup, his early morning water cup. I would use three cups in a day to his one, only cause I couldn’t remember– was that glass on the nightstand from an hour ago or last night? Did the cup I left on the porch have water or juice? Did the dog try to drink out of it? Is it dirty or not? Screw it, into the dirty dish bin it goes, next one. He always knew where his cup was, what was in the damn thing previously. And it’s gone now…

I took it off the shelf because of my recent glass obsession (remember these, these and these?).

I would feel bad about putting it into the doored portion of our kitchen cabinets if he didn’t absolutely love the white glasses we’re now using. Still. Even though he is perfectly happy without it, I think it should come back out. I miss it. And I’m not too fond of all of these dishes.

Living with another human is hard enough. Then you factor in the way you want your apartment to look, how things should be put away, whose stuff gets precedence. We’ve had some epic battles over what to keep, what to toss, what to keep, how I need to stop buying dressers, why I can’t have this shower curtain. Most of the time we agree. Or he just lets me win because it’s more important to me. So, I should give him the cup. At least it matches the kitchen.

Anyways, the reason for this post: my friend Kate and her boyfriend are moving in together. They have completely different styles, and Evan, unlike a lot of guys, cares. Like, really cares. She is Hollywood Regency, he is mostly MCM, clean and streamlined. She likes filigree, he digs minimalism. It’s going to be interesting. I’ll be over there this week to try and document some of the process. What advice do you have for meshing two conflicting home styles?

my urban casita

positive friday

Kate and Rebecca! Lovely nieces! I get to see them tomorrow! So excited!

I’m off to try some DIY projects. Will be reporting to you directly. Have a great weekend.

here goes nothing: the living room, day one

living room work in progress: day one

In a recent post about having dirty house secrets (not the dusty kind, but the embarrassing kind), I told you how averse I have been to posting photos of certain rooms in the house and asked if any of you had secrets and received only two comments. I know you’re reading–hello stat counter– so we either have a bunch of really shy people or you don’t have any ugly parts of your domiciles that are off-limits.

If you’re in the latter half of this equation, I’m trying to get like you. No more ugly rooms! Since the paint job I did in the bathroom over the weekend turned out pretty bad and I cannot bear to take any photos of it until I do it all over again, we start with the living room. Introducing the before photos, hopefully to be replaced very shortly with some lovely after photos.

living room work in progress: day one

Things I Like About the Living Room

  • Architectural detail. This is not a simple box. There are moldings and archways.
  • The size. It’s a pretty good size. No, I don’t know the square footage because I’ve never entered a contest on AT.
  • The Ikea bookcases my friend Evan helped me install.
  • The new couch we hauled from my friend Kate’s house last night (thank you, KB!).
  • The art above the couch from Vigilism, even though they desperately need new frames.
  • The modern lamp above I picked up for $2.40 at Village Discount Outlet and later saw at Vintage Heaven for $50.
  • The Barcelona knockoff(s), $100 for both on Craigslist.
  • The coffee table, $50 on Craigslist.
  • The metal plant stand, below, $5 at Goodwill.

living room work in progress: day one

Things I Dislike About The Living Room

  • The floors are way too scuffed to even be considered wabi-sabi.
  • The dog bed is ugly but necessary.
  • The windows.
  • The lack of light.
  • Colorless, especially when compared to our colorful kitchen.
  • The addition of the new couch, much bigger than our previous one, has made for a weird balance on either side.
  • Our TV stand sucks (not even pictured, there is no point).
  • The white stand in the little nook above is on its last legs.
  • We have two uncovered Barcelona knockoffs but only one fits.  And yes, I said uncovered!  Dislike immensely.
  • Our curtains.  Blech.

This begins my quest to overhaul the living room one day at a time; it would get done a lot quicker if the next seven days weren’t forecasted to be over ninety degrees, too, ugh. I’ve got some plans that are going to be in motion just as soon as I post this and take a freezing cold shower. I’m hella– remember, I lived in Cali for two years, I can say that– excited for the new room. Small changes will go a long way and since my ideas involve spray paint and thrifting, I’m very, very charged about the redo.

living room work in progress: day one

two things you should do if you’re in nyc

It’s no secret that I think Chicago has a big leg up on NYC in terms of livability and beauty and well, everything, but there are two things I would love to be in New York for this week.

First is Buka Sessions, a new bi-weekly Happy Hour event at Brooklyn’s newest Nigerian resto and bar. The party is hosted by Freeform+Deform, a design and architecture collective that my frequent blog subject and brother-in-law Lekan is part of, and it looks like a very good time. Go and have a beer for me this Friday, why dontcha?

You also have-have-have to check Lek’s Tumblr and then head over to the Freeform+Deform blog for more design goodness. I love this post on the table the gentlemen from FF+D made from scratch. Isn’t it gorgeous? Look at the shine! The white sides! I need it in my life.

Buka Sessions
rsvp @ facebook
946 Fulton St
(between Waverly Ave & Washington Ave)
Brooklyn, NY 11238

Another thing I wish I was in NYC for is my buddy Drea’s group show at the Museum of Contemporary African Diasporan Arts. “Ain’t I A Woman,” is up until December 19th but you can go check it out this weekend! Read all about it at the NYT Blog here.

Ain’t I A Woman?
MoCADA
80 Hanson Place
Brooklyn, NY 11217

So there. Two things to do if you’re in New York. Chicago’s still better though. Take that take that take that. © Puffy.