Orange who? Orange You Glad It's Not Brown?

Drum Roll Please......

Here's the end product: a boring wood cube table transformed into a Happy Chic storage space for shoes, dog toys and games. I'm diggin' the orange big time. It's so Palm Springs circa 1968. Not neon, but bold and confident.

I'm not sure about the Ikat basket and cement pot mix. It's eclectic for sure, but until I find another storage piece, Ikat it is.

Check out the Russell Woodhouse Sculptura pieces in the background. I scored on this purchase at a sale over the weekend. Now I don't want to sell them because I AM IN LOVE WITH THEM!

It's funny...in photos the room looks cold, but in real time, it's a room teeming with life and activity. I wanted it to look like an art gallery, and it does, but does anyone actually live in an art gallery? I mean in the exhibit area, not in a cool flat above the gallery. I think not. Not anyone with kids anyway. This is all part of my coming to terms with the fact that I have children and I am not a single woman in an all white loft in NYC.

Maybe a rug is in order. Something I can take to the car wash and hose off after a weekend with my wrecking crew.

Knock Knock. Who's There? Orange.

I bought these side tables from Crate and Barrel last year in a burst of impending house guest panic. I needed side tables for the guest room and didn't want to spend any money. These fit the bill: simple, inexpensive and unobtrusive. But after we moved, I realized that unobtrusive really meant boring. It's a good thing I kept them in the guest room since they inspire narcolepsy. I thought about ditching them on Craig's list, but hey, why not slap some paint on them and see if it makes a difference?

So here's the plan: Bright orange paint in the highest gloss available, then I'll put them in the dining room with a couple of Sansivera plants in industrial pots. If sucks, I'll sell them or put them up in the playroom.



Before: boring. boooorring. boooorrrriiinnnggg.

The antidote: Benjamin Moore Electric Orange.

Child Labor. I know, I know....but she volunteered! Really!

It was bound to happen. Gus is very good about putting the ball in the most convenient location, so it's virtually impossible NOT to throw it.

Nice mustache.

Stay tuned for the final product. They are drying as we speak.