I tip-toed away and had a quiet little birthday this week. Not a momentous one, nothing ending in a “0″ or marking another decade. Just one of those that glide by with the swiftness of a bird’s wing, a gentle whoosh,silent … Continue reading
Happy Labour Day Weekend!
The weekend that officially licks the stamp, seals the deal, clicks the “send” button on Summer.
And me, with all these lovely, summery images & ideas still left to share…
And possibly one of the greatest summery songs by one of the greatest summery bands;
So you have to promise to listen, nice & loud as always, while you stroll leisurely through this post…
(there’ll be a test to make sure you were listening afterwards!)
Well. We’ll soon be kissing these scenarios good-bye, won’t we?
( 2 images from Tumblr )
and no longer running out to my garden to gather roses for the table
(OK, laying it on a bit thick here-hopefully we still have a couple of months left of roses in Santa Barbara)
I never got to finish the ultra impressive “SUMMER ICE” post I was working on.
(Martha, you can breathe a sigh of relief my friend-the above was my very best effort- they were supposed to be ice balls but the two halves wouldn’t stick together. It looked so easy in the Japanese video)
I wanted to say what a nifty idea this was-freezing aloe vera juice into ice cubes to soothe nasty sunburns.
Particularly great for using on your kid’s friends so they go home and say “Timmy’s mom makes aloe ice-cubes for sunburns!! “
and you just sound like the best frickin’ mom ever.
PS. I never made them.
I also never told you about my trip to the city of Orange recently where the temperature reached a 100 degrees and as I stepped out my car I spotted this super cool old fashioned ice-dispensing machine. Instagram American Graffiti moment. IF I were old enough to even remember that movie, which, no way, I’m not. My husband told me about it.
Oh, I had so many summery images collected
Some, like maybe this one of Daria Werbowy, you could have lived without. But if I’m in testy mood, I’m dragging you with me.
We’re a team here-you’re in or you’re out, you know that.
I had a whole summer skin products thing I was working on…
but I’ll just say; for me, this was the best face sunscreen I found. Broad spectrum, very lightly tinted, thin consistency (though slightly oily, not a bad thing for me) and a whopping SPF 50 without feeling like you have a mask on. Also comes un-tinted.
Did I get a chance to write my post on “HAMMOCKS”?
Well, that post is still coming, maybe even tomorrow, so don’t try and stop me.
Bloody Labour Day.
And did you know that this past Friday, the 30th of August, was “National Marshmallow Roasting Day”?
Swear to God.
I even had a “Roasted Marshmallow Post” so here it is, somewhat condensed;
Roasting by the river’s edge in Idaho.
Toasted Marshmallow Milkshake (with Greek yoghurt!) HERE
Help me find these??
Some perfectly roasted giants mallows I posted on Instagram last month.
Aqua Creations’ Origami LED “Marshmallow” lamps are folded from a single sheet of paper.
The antique lantern in my covered porch in Sun Valley always reminds me of a toasted marshmallow.
Marshmallow outdoor furniture
and if you’re cramped for space, how cool, er hot, is this wall mounted barbeque from Sigma Focus?!
and when all else fails…
Top photo Kate Moss by Patrick Demarchelier
Happy Monday All!
I hope you enjoyed another lovely summer weekend,
and may I be so bold as to remind everyone that it IS in fact still summer?
So all you folks pinning Halloween ideas and Fall decor on Pinterest
just STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!!
It’s only the 19th of August-The “F” word is still many weeks away!
Let’s make the most of these precious last days of warm weather, shall we?
Get thee to the beach, lake, park, garden, the roof of your apartment building (talking to my Older Son :)) tout de suite.
As long time readers of Slim Paley well know, I’ll still be posting about my favourite time of year ’til I’m dragged away by the edge of my cover-up, clutching that last salt-rimmed Margarita to my heavily sun-screened/damaged bosom.
I shot the above photo in my garden, as well as the ones to follow,
for my first
Inspired by my recent trip to London, the excitement surrounding the arrival of Prince George, and yes, the last languid days of summer,
I chose a “Vintage English Garden Party” as my theme.
Who amongst us doesn’t enjoy at least the idea of a lovely English picnic (paging Merchant Ivory fans) complete with vintage silver, the “family china” and tinkling crystal glasses of Pimms brimming with fresh fruit?
And who, like me, simply can’t wait for the new season of “Downton Abbey” to begin?!
An Instagram of my garden
The windows of Fortnum & Mason in London were bursting with the delightful components of an English countryside picnic.
I love how I caught the double decker going by on Piccadilly (even if I do say so myself)
Just look at that gorgeous giant Melton Mowbray pie!
F & M will fill a picnic basket that will positively make your toes curl and they ship all over the world.
But back to me :-)
Everything in these photos will be in my sale (except the white table cloth & hat)
There are lots of my vintage goodies to choose from as well many items curated from One Kings Lane’s “Vintage & Market Finds”
go ahead, have one.
Flowers in my friend’s English country garden
A collection of vintage Wedgwood Majolica
A lovely & bright vintage oil of garden roses with an antique desert plate, part of a set, in the foreground.
“Garden Wall” vase and old enamel coffee pot
A Hull vase
Note to Self; notch back on the Pimms…
My sale starts tomorrow, August 20th, 8:am PST
Please DO stop by and leave your calling card :-)
PS. On a more somber note, thank you to the many readers who have been checking in concerning the ferocious fire in Idaho. We are grateful to be back home safe & sound in Santa Barbara, but our hearts and prayers are still with all the amazing firefighters in Sun Valley and Hailey who are battling SO bravely to protect our beautiful town. Please keep them in your thoughts & prayers too.
Even though I live in Southern California I still get so excited about its official arrival, don’t you?!
Would that it last as long as it did when we were children. An eternity, it seemed.
Growing up in Vancouver, where it stayed light until almost 10pm at night, we’d ride our bikes to the park to play softball, fluorescent ‘clackers’ spinning on tire spokes, streamers flying from our handle bars until the street lights signaled it was time to go home. Occasionally a friend would show up at our front door on a horse instead of a bike and we’d end up at ‘The Barn’ where I’d marvel (be jealous) at the girls who weren’t afraid of horses the way I was. I wanted my parents to have Avocado Green appliances more than I wanted a horse of my own. I think that was telling sign of what was coming down the pipeline, don’t you?!
As we got older, we’d walk barefoot to the beach (OK, we often hitchhiked, swear to God, but never at night and never alone. What were we thinking?? It was a different world back then) our leather fringed purses (twice as big as our cut-offs) bulging with “Sun-In”, baby oil, cigarettes, Yardley “Pot-o-Gloss”, hairbrushes, Sweet Tarts and salted sunflower seeds. No sunscreen. No sunglasses. No phones or cameras.
Like I said, a different world.
It was sweet.
Now that I’m a grown-up (most of the time) I no longer sit in the sun. I really miss it, as well as the tan, but I know it’s not worth it. I certainly don’t wear cut-offs the size of a hang-nail and pay a hell of a lot more to colour my hair. Friends no longer show up at the door on horseback and I own my own car, so that takes care of the hitch-hiking issue.
But let’s not get all melancholy, there’s still plenty of fun to be had when summer arrives!
image via Pinterest
We’re so blessed here in Santa Barbara, with beautiful beaches and stunning mountains just a mile or so in from the water’s edge.
In less than 1/2 hour we can be over those mountains and into the wine regions of Los Olivos and Santa Ynez.
Roses from my garden sit on the front porch.
My garden brings me pleasure I never would have predicted in my younger years. I wear a big hat, have my favourite wooden handled clippers… I’m half-way to wearing Liberty print gardening gloves truth be told.
My brother even bought me this so I could enjoy my evening glass of wine while I’m gardening (is this a brother gift, or what?!)
In fact, I did a thorough walk around my property the other day and decided to buy myself another little gift to celebrate the first day of Summer;
For the bigger jobs. and it’s cordless. So exciting! I really wanted the fluorescent green one (like my old clackers) but this one had the best rating.
Yes, times have changed.
So what are your plans this summer?
Are you looking forward to a long lazy one filled with languorous hours of reading?
Will you stick close to home, do lots of grilling, making home made ice-creams, sorbets and popsicles with your kids?
Perhaps you’ll be boating like Kate? (you simply must have plenty of black & white in your summer wardrobe-but that’s another post!)
Take a family holiday to Europe or go water-skiing on a chilly lake?
Beautiful Lake Muskoka, Ontario
Take a road trip (I saw this beauty in Los Olivos)
Re-do a guest room in cool tones
Update your draperies, white wash your kitchen (I’m thinking of it) or have some summer slip-covers made?
Photo of my car by David Tsay for House Beautiful
ha ha! I still have the car, but I’m afraid the chintz slip covers, like my old cut-offs are way past their prime :-)
photo Drew Jarrett via Elle Italia
Will you go biking, sailing, play tennis, swim your heart out, or run your first marathon
Or maybe just set a goal to read ten GREAT books?
that sounds wonderful to me!
And will you be looking for the “Super Moon” tonight?
(ps. I started this post on Friday night-Summer’s almost over for God’s sake)
Me, at a friend’s home, taking a photo of a weird ring around the sun in Montecito
See that’s the wonderful, fabulous, exciting thing about Summer
Your options are as numerous as the stars.
*Wooden Popsicles by Johnny Hermann
May it be long, fun and memorable in the best possible way.
“Johnny Hermann is the alter-ego of craftsman & designer Mauro Savoldi from Milan. He re-creates the vibrant, colorful magic of summer ices, recalling one of the sweetest and most nostalgic treasures of our past.”
FYI; The original “popsicle” was invented by an 11 year old boy in San Francisco in 1905.
photo taken thru a gallery window on Bond St., London
It was gloriously hot in Santa Barbara yesterday and it appears we’ve broken through the “June Gloom” and woken to sunshine again this morning-Hurrah!
Definitely time to start pulling out the summer slipcovers and accessories, storing winter’s garb and, yes, addressing the bathing suit drawer. Ugh. The horror. Forget that. Let’s go back to accessories.
Something I spotted in a magazine recently reminded me of this great vintage wicker “picnic basket” bag I bought years ago. I can’t even remember where, that’s how long I’ve had it.
I love the way it hinges open, the tiny pearls, the hand painted variegated leaves and the rich golden hue of the old wicker.
Raffia top hat, French, circa 1820
The growing collection of wicker and hats in my home is an ever changing tableau…just never the right one, and never where I left it!
Baseball hats (all 5,000 of them) are kept in a less visible area.
The tripod-y thing you see to the left in the wicker basket is a folding wicker seat with handles and a sharp metal end to stick in the grass.
May also be used to perch your Pimms in a pinch.
I believe they were made for cricket, or perhaps polo matches. Someone chime in if you know for sure, but let’s not wicker about it :-)
Can you believe I didn’t have any girls???
Not sure if that’s how you spell her last name, but whatever…like she needs to care.
It’s nice to gather hats for guests in a big wicker basket in your front hall for summer.
I think I used this image once before, but it bears repeating. So charming if not that easily accessible.
I like the random nature and hanging of this collection. One of the best things about wicker is that it is absolutely affordable for everyone.
You can make Pier One stuff look great with the right touch. If your wicker looks too new, set it outside for a few weeks-presto, instant old wicker.
At the other end of the spectrum, Dolce & Gabbana did some pretty artful things with wicker this season, including these madcap shoes
and wicker corset.
Talk about pride feeling no pain…
But really, who needs to sit down when you’ve invested this much into your look
I really loved the playfulness and Carmen Miranda vibe of this collection.
Snapped at the Marches aux Puces, Paris
and don’t even get me started on how much I love these. They’re like Campaign furniture made into shoes.
So, basically, two of my favourite things.
photo Cote Sud
and these. I’m fashion-dextrous don’t you know.
Kate Spade proffered a wicker armadillo
Ralph Lauren did a “Picnic basket-come-IT bag” last summer, but may I say that I like my vintage one much better
Yes, it’s lost a couple of pearls and a leaf or two but as it’s big enough to fit a bottle of wine, it could double as a picnic basket too!
it’s easy to pull just one piece of wicker into your abode for summer
Or you could opt for a total blast of it
like Anoushka Hempel did on her boat. SO “Indochine”. In fact, time to watch that movie again. by myself. The menfolk not at gunpoint.
How pretty are the shadows cast by the “roof” in this room?
“Jellyfish” wicker fixture. Sorry, lost the credit :-(
Vintage fishing baskets repurposed as outdoor lights, Vogue.
If I’d had the focus, time and the energy to organise a container at the Marches aux Puces in Paris last summer…
Oh, the damage I could have wrought. I mean how cool is this chair?!
And this turn of the century, pristine wicker conservatory seating? Also at the Marches aux Puces
I fear we just spent too many evenings keeping the wicker chairs at Hotel Costes warm.
That’s some good people watching there.
I did manage to ship a couple of Toureg “wicker” rugs home from Marrakech though.
More on those when the room is finished. Metal drum table from Pottery Barn.
And gathered a beautiful big ole wicker basket of loquats from my tree to make…jam? jelly? puree? The loquat remains an enigma. I washed them to make a puree and they started turning brown and rotten as fast as a peeled banana.
So, how about you? Do you have any great summer wicker design tips to share?
I’d love to hear.
Header photo from Dedon Outdoor Furniture