Archives for category: Kid’s Decor

I feel like I could satisfy a lot of my own needs if I just learned how to knit. Then I could create the ultimate, chunky sweater of my dreams, leg warmers for my girls and tons and tons of blankies (because I am a blankie junkie!) But no. I am a great finder and a great shopper but crafty, I am not. I kind of understand why people think I might be that girl, but I am actually the furthest thing from her. I recently discovered what-would-be-my fave store if I were still in NY, called Purl Soho. While I was captivated by all the gorgeousness on their site, they (sadly) only sell patterns, of which I imagine I would stare at all day long, feeling badly for myself. Unless I enlisted a knit wit, then maybe I could get something done…Takers?

I am currently on a mission to find cool wall stickers for when Cleo moves into her nursery. In part, I need to cover up some holes that will be left from something mounted, but mostly, I’m not convinced we’ll be in this house long enough to warrant new wallpaper. But I’m kind of digging all of these decals on the market and it’s no shocker that Etsy is a wealth of groovy wall stickers. I found these awesome Rad Raspberry robots and if I had a baby boy, I would plaster them everywhere. Because I love me some robots. And yes, they could go in a girl’s room but I’m not sure they will compliment the British flamingo and the puffy cloud mobile?

I’ve posted my love for Tamar Mogendorff’s handmade creatures a few different times but have since found a new, UK based fixation. Abigail Brown makes the most extraordinary fabric birds (yes, I was tempted to get the black swan!) but made the flamingo my current obsession. Since I’m not one to shy away from “asking” (my indoor custom Karen Kimmel tee pee might be a good example,) I inquired about Abigail’s building me a life sized bird that could tower over Cleo’s crib. But…not so much. The price tag and the shipping procedure actually gave me slight palpitations so for once in my life, I did the normal thing and purchased something as-is. Not that this is a normal purchase, but you know what I mean.

Let me tell you that being back in the world of newborndom is a real hoot. I forgot everything. Like when I asked our baby nurse what I am supposed to do with the baby once she stops sleeping so much (her answer: put her on a mat, do tummy time, take her for walks.) Oh right. And when she informed me that the baby should get a bath every night or every other night (like that will happen,) I couldn’t even figure out how to place the newbie tub-thing on the sink. But the deliciousness and the memory of the sweet little noises all came rushing back, along with a newfound curiosity for who this person will become, even in just six months from now. And since it feels like ages since I last had a newborn, there is a whole new crop of baby stuff that is capturing my attention. One of which is my new favorite baby gift, a foam footprint kit from Marlies Von Soden which you display in its stylish foil packaging and is way chicer than the Color Me Mine footprint we made for Gem. But then again, what did I know back then?

I’m always looking for non-messy art projects (the messy ones like spin art and water colors get saved for my mother’s art studio,) and my friend Joanna swears that tape rolls equal hours of fun (of maizes, collages and “floor art.”) The ones she suggested are from Lakeshore Learning, a California education system staple, but I one-upped her and found this Pantone-ish Marks Masking Tape dispenser from one of my favorite French sites, Little Fashion Gallery. Now is French tape really better than American tape? You be the judge.

My dear friend Juan Carlos Obando gave my girls these crazy Pantone Barbie dolls that Mattel sent him. Let’s just say that one of them came with an IPad and chunky heels. My mom blasted me for allowing them in the house. ”These are not what real women are supposed to look like, girls!” is what I kept reminding my kids. Even though the real reason I don’t really want them in my house is because they’re butt, not because they are anatomically incorrect…Girls have Vogue from just about every country to teach them about unattainable figures. Anyway, a doll I can really get behind is this one from Lanvin. She poses no controversy save for the price. And no artsy mother of mine is going to question my ethics for letting her into the home. Except for my spending ethics, but that’s another story.

Princess plates can ruin a good looking brunch, c’mon now. For me, there is only one brand of tabletop for kids that is charming enough to be worked in with your Heath ceramics. And that is, non-shockingly, Smiling Planet. Charming, check. Earth friendly, obvs. Expanding into placemats, coming soon! And I hear that “fine china” is in the works, which I find very intriguing. But for now, you can place the sweet peace plates next to your Farmer’s Market dahlias and vintage silverware they’ll blend on in. And while brunch may not last long before a meltdown or a tossed scone, at least the table will look dignified.

We decided to move our girls into the same room once Rafi is old enough for a bed because we think it will be good for their sisterly bond. And every time I think I’m going to be met with resistance, they both seem down for the merger. Excited, in fact. So of course I’ve been designing the space in my head for months, but when Gemma announced that she wanted a bunk bed, my game was thrown. Out went my vision for matching white knobbed twin beds with different stuffed Unicorn heads above each one. And then the quiet hunt began ans what I arrived at was this: in a girly room with petal pink and fuchsia Florence Broadhurst wallpaper, sleek furniture will offer the best style balance. And when I turned to Ouef, my favorite “sleek” furniture line, I found what has now become my new vision…..

One of my most fashion-y friends Lawren asked me about special, monogrammed baby blankets for a family member. I told her that when Gemma was born my mom bought her Olatz crib bedding, simple white sheets with antique lace, a true keepsake. But just recently the ladies at Babycinno introduced me to Tulip+I, gorgeous linens from a lovely designer in Toronto whose crib sheets, pillows and sleep sacks I consider to be modern keepsakes. Printed with Italian nursery rhymes on washed linen, they are about as charming as they come. And while my younger daughter is quickly outgrowing her crib, I am working on getting Tulip +I to make styles for twin beds. Stat!

As many of my friends know, home design is my “happy place.” It’s how I divert myself from slinking into the depths of hell of my own mind before I go to sleep. Meaning, I switch from thoughts on terrorism to thoughts on wallpaper, just so I can get some damn rest. (Let’s just say I’m still doing the work, people.) Just recently, I found this Animal poster by Stephen Johnson, a nice little distraction from myself. And love it so much, I kind of wish it were offered as a wallpaper option. You can frame it, which is what I would do, or let your kids color it in. There’s nothing precious about it and I can’t imagine a child who wouldn’t love to have this hanging in his crib. (And by “crib” I mean “room.”) Both sweet and captivating….It’s just what someone needs to look at before bedtime.

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