Hello and welcome to your Thursday afternoon post. :)
Thanks for your patience, mes amours… got lots of uncluttering done this morning in the “studio;” felt motivated so I took the opportunity. Very glad I did. Plus, I gotta say, it feels like my brain has so much extra empty space in it all of a sudden. (Hey. HEY. Don’t you say anything.)
Anyway, I love you guys. Yeah yeah I know you know that, but I hope you know that I seriously, seriously LOVE you guys. Alright, that’s certainly enough of THAT.
Ok, I’m redonk excited to share Part 1 of the story of HWTM’s amazeballs brunch with you today… BUT FIRST, a totally unrelated story, as usual – wheeee!
After accidentally landing on (and, I swear, immediately clicking off of) a new reality wedding competition called “Wedding Wars” last night, something has become painfully clear. I am not the kind of person who could ever win a reality show competition. Here’s why:
I can’t be without my iMac, MacBook Pro AND cell for more than a few hours at a time;
I am hopelessly incapable of lying through my teeth to get to the top (if you ask anyone in my immediate/extended family/network of friends/colleagues/nursery school classmates, you will know that the intrusive and lie-demolishing giggle always accompanies even the most harmless fib);
My teeth are not, and will never be, white enough;
I’m really, really competitive when it comes to playing sports, which is a bad thing on competitive reality shows and tends to get you sent home (go figure);
I have moderate difficulty pinpointing people’s weaknesses with the express purpose of exploiting them;
In high school, the cafeteria was often more of a personal hell than a place of nourishment. Reality shows are worst-case-scenario high school cafeterias.
Cameras 24/7? No thank you. I don’t care if you’re not airing it; I don’t want B-roll of me, as Jessica Simpson would say, “dropping the kids off at the pool” anywhere in your film library.
I have love in my heart.
You know, it’s that last one that really seals the deal. Because when you have love in your heart, heartlessly effing over everyone against whom you’re competing and talking behind their backs every day, all day, as you do it… well, it’s much harder to do that when you have feelings and empathy and generally want humanity to flourish.
Anywhooooooo… here’s that something that has nothing to do with any of the above, which is the actual topic of today’s post. Which is, of course, also totally par for the course. Wheeee!
I have an obsession that I think I’m ready to share with you guys. It’s a total wedding decor WIN. (I’ve had enough alone time with it myself; gotta pay it forward.) Jenn of Hostess with the Mostess invited me to come to this amazing brunch she threw together at Gramercy Park Hotel in coordination with Arbor Mist about a month ago at and I’ve been super duper excited to share the deets of the day with you, mainly because of one special thing in particular…
When I say “threw together,” I am of course making an offensively huge understatement with regard to Jenn’s styling efforts. She flew in on like a red eye I think the night before (she’s from CA; the brunch and I are from NYC), and in what must have been a scene straight out of Looney Tunes – who’s the guy who spins like a tornado and changes the whole scene? I’m blanking, and, therefore, killing the joke – she decorated THE ENTIRE BRUNCH SITUATION IN 2 SECONDS. With her bare hands. So we walked into this:
Quick note: I’m really excited to share the rest of this event with the quickness (aka soon, not right now; deserves a separate post) but for today, I want to focus on my FAAAAAAVORITEST part. These things.
Yeah. I know. Slightly amazeballs.
I was an A minus student in middle school science so I’m proud to say I know that these glass thingies are called test tubes. ;) (Stay in school, kids.)
I’m also pretty sure I love this concept. We’ve seen it executed on occasion in a few styled inspiration shoots, and it hasn’t gotten old for me yet. In fact, my affection for this type of art installation-meets-floral-decor-meets-science-experiment is only growing. Of course, ask me again in a few months.
Snapping these pics of Jenn’s handiwork immediately brought to mind thoughts of a favorite Etsy shop of mine, called Pigeon Toe Ceramics. Because not only do they have test tubes… they have ceramic test tubes.
And they are ruuhhdiculous.
Wait… we definitely need a closer look at that absolute freshness…
I would like 78 of the above tout suite. Please and thank you.
Wait, you guys, those are wall hanging! We don’t want wall hanging, we want alien hovercrafts carrying flowers that float above our heads! Done and DONE:
You can pick your preferred twine color, too. I LOVE THIS SHOP.
So many ways to dazzle!
Ceramics: Pigeon Toe Ceramics on Etsy.
… not into ghostly objects hanging precariously above your guests’ noggins? I understand; Aunt Sue’s nicely coiffed ‘do turns to a major fro if even the smallest droplet of water hits it. This, we do not want.
Here’s a safely grounded option for ya, from Urban Outfitters…
So, what do you think of this wedding decor concept? And what do you think of Jenn’s styling? If we’re talking a scale of 1 to 10, I think ratings should be 10 or above. Because she turned that volume up to eleven, if you ask me.
By the way, Jenn – I’ve been nursing the Arbor Mist they gave us and finally finished it last night. I think they hooked me. 6% alcohol makes it totally fine though, right?
xoxo! – Alison