Reading Rainbow (Literally)

You know, I'd never thought of arranging my books by color before—probably because it's not a terribly logical way of doing things. However, that photo's giving me severe bookcase envy. Wonder if I can get away with rearranging all of our books before someone (who happens to be notoriously neurotic, er, particular about his books) has a coronary.

Three Pictures

There's no theme to today's post, except that all the things I considered posting about were images. So you're gettin' 'em all.

First, the horrible and depressing.
Second, the sublime.
Third, one that bridges the gap: a little bit awesome, a little bit morbid.

Orgy of Anthropologie

Once in a while, I find myself compelled to check out the goodies at Anthropologie. They're seldom affordable, but a girl can dream, right? Here are my most recent lust objects:

Cirrus Bedding—I can't decide whether I prefer the grey or white. I think the grey, though. It just looks like such luxurious, light summer bedding.

The Poet's Necklace—Not that any poet could afford it, mind you. But it's pretty cool. Am busily trying to figure out how I could make one of my own without slicing myself to ribbons.

Who's the Fairest? Mirror—So delicate. I think it's my top pick. And, at $148, it's cheaper than either the bedding or the necklace.

Everything's Better Covered in Crystals

God, I'm such a sucker for the sparklies. All you have to say is the magic word (that's Swarovski, in case you didn't know) and I automatically start oohing and aahing. Take a gander at the crystal-encrusted goodies at the RISD and Swarovski joint exhibit at ICFF 2007. I particularly like this cool cobwebby...thing. (I initially thought it was a lamp, but just realized that it may be purely decorative. Personally, I think that's a bit of a waste. One thing I've learned from my grandmother is that, whenever possible, turn it—whatever it may be—into a lamp.) Also cool are the funky, chunky chair and the trompe l'oeil–ish table.

Awesome Abduction

This Abduction Lamp is too funny. It's a good thing it wasn't produced back in the mid '90s, when I had an alien-themed bedroom. Actually, it was a little bit preposterous. My room was like what would happen if an alien mated with a Barbie doll...in the back of a Volkswagen. (Via NOTCOT.)

Apples Are Art, Bananas Are Beauty

Oh, I like the idea behind this still life fruit bowl...but I could make one myself and it wouldn't cost 100 smackers. (I smell a dollar store project!) And, even though it's a really nifty concept, the frame portion isn't terribly functional. Still, I am in need of a fruit bowl, and this is a clever idea.

Another Spiffy Light

Jeebus, why are there so bloody many lighting fixtures I want to own? I suppose it's a good thing I can't afford them all (not that I have room for them anyway). Today's lust object is the splendiferous Julia pendant.

Small and Envious (That's Me.)

Okay, there are too many serious and depressing things that I feel like I should comment on, so instead I'm opting for a more flippant post. Sure, call me shallow, but I'm fighting off a headache and am losing. Anyway, the 2007 Smallest Coolest Apartment Contest is currently going on over at Apartment Therapy and it's making me seriously jealous. See, I've got a small apartment and cool stuff...but nothing that coheres into a small, cool apartment. Because in this case size does matter. One studio, when filled with two people's stuff, does not look so hot. However, I can ogle an assortment of lovely apartments (and some total rubbish) and fantasize about entering next year's contest....

As I keep reminding myself, we're moving soon.

Not Your Usual Book Light

I just love the awesomely clever Book of Lights. Both versions just scream instant atmosphere. Wouldn't the desk lamp version be a cheeky yet appropriate note in a library or study? You know, the iconic gentleman's study with the mahogany desk, quilted leather chair, decanter of port, and bookshelves laden with embossed volumes and Oriental exotica. And likely an old British guy sitting in a smoking jacket and slippers, puffing on his pipe and recalling his youthful exploits in Indja with the regiment. And the streetlight version would look fantastic on a side table or shelf in an entryway or foyer. Oh, or they could work as night-lights in children's rooms. Am so glad that these are actually being produced for sale—I'd seen pictures of the desk lamp version previously, but thought it was a one-off. I think I may need one of these in my next apartment.