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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

thrifted planters

sunday plants

Planters are one of my favorite things to thrift for and I’ll use just about anything as a vessel. Bowls, vintage restaurant mugs, tin containers.

sunday plants

sunday plants

We picked up two new milk glass pieces for $3 each at a rummage sale. My milk glass obsession never wanes because I can use the containers for everything: to hold toothbrushes and cotton balls, pens and pencils, earrings and bracelets. These bring my total pieces used as planters to seven.  I’m thinking of putting up a shelf in the living room with all of them grouped together come winter.  The twenty plants on the porch will need somewhere to go indoors!

Larger vessels are harder to come by second hand so I was super excited to find this big tin thing last week at Stop! Look! Oddments, a cute little junk store near our apartment.  Five bucks.

sunday plants

It must have been used as a pot, a basin? I’m not exactly sure. I got a smaller matching bowl for another $5 but forgot to photograph the damn thing.  I’m currently deciding where it’s going to live.  The Mister thinks the two may have been chamberpot set but I did some internet research and thankfully found nothing to back up that claim.

sunday plants

Deciding which of our houseplants to repot was a toughie.  A succulent, a ficus and a peace lily all deserved newer, bigger real estate.  The succulent won because it had been stuck in a tiny clay pot since its 2005 purchase in California. There were a few yellow leaves and roots were growing out of the hole in the bottom of the terra cotta.  It really needed to spread out.

sunday plants

sunday plants

I had no idea that this is what I would find after taking a hammer to the pot.  Gross, right?  The Mister even shuddered a bit. Note:  Use safety goggles when pounding.  I almost took a shard to my left eye.

Anyone else make out good at the thrift this weekend?

rummaged: weekend scores

thrift/rummage/estate sale scoresrummaged, $2

I admit that I am not the best rummager. I’ve stopped by far too many duds with nothing for sale but rusty kitchen wares, crappy books and enough tattered copies of Cosmo to make me want to weep for society to continue to hold out hope for serious scores. Until today.

thrift/rummage/estate sale scoresrummaged white carafe, $2  thrifted orange carafe, $2

A group of residents on Damen Avenue just south of Division had a sidewalk sale that I spied yesterday while walking the dog. I didn’t have time to stop then, so I walked him over around nine this morning to see if it was still going on. All was quiet on the block, and in the gutter outside one of the apartment buildings was a white note with “1930s metal kitchen table with leaves, $35” written on it. Dammit! They probably had some nice stuff. I kicked myself for not making it.

Then, around one this afternoon, on the way home from errands, I saw tables being set up and folks hauling their goods outside. YES! I hurriedly parked in a permit only zone and got my rummage on.

thrift/rummage/estate sale scoresrummaged glasses, $3

Ever since I picked up those glasses on the side of the road in Wisconsin, I’ve come into contact with more and more and more glasses to add to my collection. I’m going to run out of space if this continues. These green glasses were $1 each and they’re already washed and on the kitchen shelf.

thrift/rummage/estate sale scores

thrift/rummage/estate sale scores

thrift/rummage/estate sale scores

Each of these travel booklets by Pan American ran me fifty cents. From the one on Peru:

Through the aerial gateways of Los Angeles, on the west, Brownsville, Texas in the center and Miami, on the east– the famous Flying Clipper Ships bring this new world of travel wonders within the time-limits of an ordinary vacation. Once reserved for the few who had limitless time for travel, the picturesque land of Peru is now but a leisurely two and one half days of effortless travel from almost any point in the United States.

Two and one half days seemed quite long for air travel so I read up on Pan American Airways Flying Clipper Ships here. My plan is to find some wooden frames in my thrift closet– cause I know I’ve got some extras– and frame each cover, maybe alongside a photocopy of the inside.

I also walked with a milk glass planter for $2, making my grand total at the rummage sale $12. Maybe rummaging isn’t so bad after all. To be up to date on rummage sales in Chicago, keep an eye on Garage Sale Warrior, penned by my blogging buddy Diana of Fine Diving. Garage Sale Warrior has a handy map to see all of the sales going on in your area. I think I’ll be checking it out more often.

bookshelf

bookshelf

I must have books on the brain. First my Memento Monday post about a bookend; that led to me seek out vintage bookends on Etsy for a post at ReadyMade. Now I’m staring down my Ikea shelves and bored with the haphazard placement of everything perched upon them. Today is the day I redo it all. Similar to what I accomplished two weekends ago in the kitchen, editing and prettifying will change the whole space with no money down! Say that in a used car salesman voice one time.

my urban casita

As always, the accessories that keep my lovely books company are thrifted. The birdcage came from Village Discount Outlet, –my rundown– the white pot and pink change bowl from Salvation. The frames are also from one thrift store or another. We’ll see if they make the cut this morning. Can’t wait to take photos and update you when I’m done.

corners of the house

my urban casita

When I was living in California I took an abstract art class. I’ve never been particularly artistic, I’m more on the psuedo-artsy side. You know, the one where people maybe think you’re an artist ’cause you’re a little ‘off’? Yeah, that’s me.

The class was great. Me, a bunch of fifty year old women and one lovely teacher who reminded me of chocolate chip cookies, Oil of Olay and lemonade. I painted a bit after that class and pretty much gave it up when I discovered that I wasn’t so talented. Painting is an expensive hobby to not be good at.

One lesson from that class has stuck itself into my head for the past four years. People think abstract painting is so easy. Slap some color on a canvas, add some drips, maybe one geometric shape, tape off some blank space for a line somewhere and you’re done. Not so, sir, not so. The key, my teacher said, is to be able to look at any one piece of the painting, from any angle and still see a great piece of work. Many of my professional artist friends will disagree or think that that’s a silly thing to say, but it’s really helped in the way I view my home. If I can look at a corner of a room and view it as a vignette that is just as interesting and pretty and dammit, as cute,  as the room is as a whole, I have succeeded.

Here are some corners of the front room.

PS Our apartment was in a House Call at Apartment Therapy yesterday. If you’re coming here from there, I hope you stick around.  I’m really nice and kind of cool and I have a dog named Sway, nicknamed The Sheriff and Tubs, because the vet told us he was fat.  He’s not fat.  But Tubs just sounds so freaking adorable.

Interesting to note: many of the commenters at AT get annoyed at the vignettes in house tours.  Those are always my personal favorites, most probably because of that art class in California.

my urban casita

my urban casita

my urban casita

my urban casita

my urban casita

my urban casita

my urban casita

my urban casita

fun in dc

hunted house washington dcthe Mister loves resale shopping, too

I posted about Hunted House, a resale shop in DC that I fell in love with, over at ReadyMade today. Read all about it and tell me about your favorite resale shops in the comments. Have a great Thursday!

back porch chronicles pt 4

my urban casita

I know, I know. How many posts can you endure about my quest to perfect the back porch?

With summer here I find it really hard to concentrate on purchasing anything not destined for my outdoor space. I know that it’s where I’ll be spending the most time for the next few months and since I’m a frequent changer-upper with little to no decision making skills, we can plan on it being adjusted often in the next few months. Plus, like I said, I want it to be perfect.

Well, perfect in its imperfections. The back porch is grimy. Simply old. The deck needs a power washing something awful and the barn house red wall has been washed and washed yet still shows signs of serious wear and tear. The gray painted brick of the wall diagonal to the red one is chipping and the wrought iron security barrier is rusty. When I shop I keep all of this in mind. Anything placed out here has to co-exist with the griminess peacefully, you know?

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So I was happy when Aziza and I visited a one day warehouse sale down in our neighborhood on Saturday because it had all kinds of stuff that would work outside. I found two metal white chairs when we walked up and claimed them immediately. I’m big on wire and metal. I love the way they show age, all the different patinas, and because if I do decide I want to gloss over the imperfections it can be done with a simple coat of my favorite thing on earth: spray paint.

my urban casita

This wire wall hangy thing came from the same sale. I believe all three items were well under $30. Completely and totally worth it.

my urban casita

Plants are also making outside fun for me. My succulents are doing well in their vintage restaurant ware and I’ve kept the little tags since some of them seem to like water and sun more than others. I really admire gardeners– how do they remember who needs what kind of care?

my urban casita

I purchased a few more goodies at the same sale and have ideas up my sleeve for them that I will share soon. Did you find anything while thrifting this weekend?

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blackhawks win & time out goes vintagey

photo by Nicole Radja for TimeOut Chicago

Hockey affected my life for the very first time last night. The Blackhawks game meant zero parking in my bar-filled neighborhood and I finally had to double-park my car in front of the house after forty-five minutes of hunting for a space. I sat on my porch for over an hour waiting for some soul to leave before the Mister came out and suggested one more try around the block. We found a spot about an hour before the Blackhawks won and it was just in time. Revelers packed the streets after the last goal. Fireworks and gunshots took over. Chicago is pretty damned proud. I know nothing about the game but I love seeing people so excited.


TimeOut’s Treasure Trail of Vintage

Today, the day after the Blackhawks and their Stanley Cup Victory, Time Out Magazine came out with an issue devoted entirely to vintage: shops, tips on buying and even a house profile with a very appropriate sunroom, pictured at the top of this post. View the entire slideshow of the Ukranian Village home it it is in here.

I haven’t gone through the entire issue yet but I already have a gripe. Not one regular old thrift store is featured. Tons of shine is given to Chicago’s awesome vintage shops and boutiques but it would have been nice if some finds from Salvation Army, Unique Thrift, Brown Elephant or Village Discount Outlet had been featured. Vintage gems can be found in abundance (for much cheaper) at these shops and my house can prove it. Be that as it may, the issue still looks like an incredible resource for resale shopping and I plan to head to some of the stores featured this weekend.

Pick it up if you’re in Chicago and let me know which shops you love!

spray paint… yes, again!

Every now and then I take a little drive through the alleys near my apartment on the way home from work. Usually it’s when I can’t stop listening to some story on the radio or when I’m chatting on the phone (with an earpiece, promise) and don’t feel like hurrying in to dog-walk/clean/cook. Sometimes it is because I have a nagging feeling in the back of my head that I’ll miss out on something really good if I don’t at least make a cursory pass through my favorite alleyways. That feeling gets stronger towards the end of the month when I know people are moving and too lazy to put their stuff up on Craigslist or Freecycle.

Last month on one of those drives, I found this little beauty just three doors down from my backyard. I liked the detail on the base and knew spray paint would brighten it up simply. Tucked underneath my porch, it sat for weeks until Sunday afternoon when I decided to use the last of my gray paint.

A bit of sanding with my trusty sandpaper sponge, a lot of can shaking and twenty minutes later: done.

Excuse my shoddy attempt at trying to “stage” the table! It will live in the guest room (RWTGTD) as a bedside table. Like all of the bedrooms in our home, this one is so dark that I thought it better to photograph outside with some daylight. I’m pleased with the table and its pricetag: about $2 for half a can of spray paint.

like a kid in a candy store…

I’m still shocked no one told me about Catalyst Ranch. Shocked. How could everyone keep this huge secret from me?

Granted, I haven’t been in the market for an event space, which is what Catalyst Ranch is, but someone should have made me aware of the decor and furniture and all-around loveliness that exists inside two floors of a pretty nondescript office building on Randolph St. in the South Loop. I was there yesterday for the Foodie Registry launch party (if you’re engaged and already have a Cuisinart, register for Chicago restaurants on their website) representing mk The Restaurant aka The Best Restaurant in Chicago aka where I work.

I stepped off of the crickety service elevator with rhubarb tarts and ricotta cheesecake in tow and my jaw dropped. Huge rooms filled with bright, colorful, gorgeous, inspiring, Heavenly… okay, you get my drift. Even the women’s bathroom was a sight. Vintage clothing hung on hooks above the commodes, framed photos covered the walls. Truly a one-of-a-kind event space.

This is the view Kate B. and I had from our service table. Imagine trying to smile and engage prospective clients of the restaurant with so much eye candy right in front of me! Luckily I believe in the products I was pushing or it would have been disastrous.

Then again, how could I not believe in these delicious morsels of rhubarby goodness? Everyone loved our desserts and I think I ate about half a tray. Happy Sunday to me.

If I was still engaged and had attended this event it would have killed two birds with one stone. Restaurants to register for, check. Reception venue, check. Gosh, how easy it is to put together a wedding in your mind when you’re three years removed from the stress it took to plan the real thing.

Anyway, if you’re in the market for an event space and you read this blog, then you can pretty much check that to-do off of your list. You’ve found your venue.

Catalyst Ranch
656 W. Randolph St.
Chicago, IL 60661
(312) 207-1710‎