So I have to apologize for two things. One, I haven’t posted here in, like, forever. Marriages have been planned and annulled in the amount of time that I have been away. Secondly, I attended a wedding about a month ago. Mini-rant: If you are going to host a wedding where every man that you invited is either married, engaged or bringing a date, perhaps you should give the ladies a little heads-up. Because there was one — yes, one! — single man at this wedding and I’m pretty sure I was distantly related to him. Every other handsome, eligible bachelor there was null and void for the weekend because he had some rent-a-date attached to his arm. Meanwhile, blondes, brunettes and redheads had to take to the dance floor awkwardly and alone, throwing their hands up during Madonna’s “Little Prayer” in exasperation. Talk about prayers.
Moving on. I don’t have a biological clock yet but what I do have lately is a distinct desire to spend money, gobs and gobs of money, on feathering my nest. Fortunately I keep thinking myself WWSD (What would Suze Do?)? So I go to Target and paw at the merch and then find myself walking out with only a bottle of wine and a Febreeze Noticeables home fragrance plug-in.
A compromise, I suppose.
All this depression-era self restraint has got me thinking about what I would register for if I were marrying, say, my cat. I have grand plans to redo my entire schtick when I move in January of 2009. I’ve been married to this tropical/earthy theme since 2005 and earlier, and I feel as though it’s time to divorce my greens and browns and golds. What do I want to do, you ask?
Black and white. Ebony and ivory. Light and dark.
I think it’s because my current love, obsession and lust is playing my piano (not a euphemism). I cannot walk through my apartment without beelining it for the keys, even if it’s just for a few chords or measures. My piano has been my distraction and therapy over the last year or so, and my faithful date night entertainment. Why wouldn’t I want to immerse myself in this scheme.
So…here’s the wish-list for when my Ivory Cat finally pops the question.
Bedding/Duvets
Duvet you love it?!
This Marimekko Cotton Sateen Black Tuuli Bedding is, as Rachel Zoe would say, is so DIE. D. I. E. Die. I also kind of love the birds on the twigs on this Dwell Studio duvet set. Everything at Dwell is awesome though and I shouldn’t be too rigid about JUST black and white, right? Oh what the heck! Put me & Chubby down for a queen size of each!
I would need a bedframe to go with my new fabulous duvet cover. Now, you know I’m not an IKEA person (I’ve never been to the store) but…I Love This Bed! I love how it looks like a park bench! Almost worth driving to Round Rock on I-35 for!
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HOPEN
Bath
Fortunately I already have white art-deco towels which I love and intend to keep until they are threadbare. I came across these mirrored bathroom “coordinates” at Target tonight and almost bought all of them. The website doesn’t do them justice — they are very heavy and well-made, and in natural light they shine and sparkle. Love them. Are probably a bitch to keep clean but I’ll put C-lo in charge of the bathroom cleaning (and her litterbox).
And how cool is this Spanish vocab shower curtain from Target? Que rico! I’m not sure if it would really vibe with my mirrored bathroom accessories, but I’m not counting on them to be around when I need them as most of the ones online have sold out.
Trinkets
If there was ever a moment to spend $94 on a throw pillow, it’d be when you are getting married to your cat. Check out this Imperial Horse pillow.
That’s all I have time for now. The wedding’s not for another year or so, so we’ve got some time.