Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Gregory Page Fabulosity

His singing made me feel like I was living in the 20s. The light in the room was vanilla-colored. If you’re never heard Gregory Page, make time to go. He plays every Saturday night in the very intimate Plaza Bar at the Westgate Hotel. Though at the end of this month he leaves for Holland, he’s coming back I think in a month or so and will be back at the Westgate. Blurry picture follows!
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James and I were transported. We got there a little early and got great seats towards the back (the whole bar seats maybe 40 people). I drank champagne, and hubs had an Old Fashioned. Once the music starts, you can just feel the whole room buzz with pure enjoyment.
As Mr. Page walked by us out into the hall during a brief break, he stopped by our table and said hello. So charming!
I also learned the hotel has 52 miles of moulding. Next, we want to try their afternoon tea.
Happy midweek blogpeeps,
R. 

Monday, September 17, 2012

Gingham Style

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Those who know me know I have a mad love for gingham. While I have abandoned the idea of wearing it because it just doesn’t work on me, I have taken the leap to incorporate it into our home d├ęcor! This weekend I made these panels for the French doors off the bedroom. And they turned out really cute!
Earlier this month, hubs and I re-did the fabric that is on our headboard. I love this fabric. It has a sort of craftsman, William Morris feel to me.
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Next, blue and white gingham curtains are going up in the dining room. I’m on a roll. And I also have the pleasure of using my mother-in-law’s beautiful Elna Lotus sewing machine. Swedish goodness at its finest. It’s about 30 years old, purrs like a kitten, and sews perfectly. It’s so nice to sew with a really nice machine. It’s like riding horses; when they put you on a really well-trained horse, you ride like a pro.
Happy Monday, all. Hope a great week awaits you. And if you have not heard the song that this post’s title refers to, enjoy. It is addictive, and I must learn to do this horsey dance soon. Open-mouthed smile
Red heart, Robin