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How to style an animal bust on a wall
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“Clutter” is a loose term, but in my house it usually means wayward clothing, piles of purses, cast-aside neckties and other items that don’t quite make it home to their designated dresser drawers.
Although I wish I could blame Wes for all the mess, it’s a problem I’ve grappled with for a long time: the constant battle between my closet hangers and the insurmountable effort of getting my dry-clean only blazer hanging on one of them after a long day at work. It’s just so much easier to toss it on the back of the couch or crumple it in a corner.
To save myself those extra trips to the dry cleaner, I started installing wall hooks around the house in those little, rarely noticed places. They service a niche market for storage found between the commitment to using a closet to its fullest potential and the lukewarm interest in keeping clothing off the floor. My purses and blazers typically land on a brass pineapple hook in a corner of the front hall. Wes’s ties land on one of the hooks decorating our bedroom walls. (Actually, I purposely keep one of his marigold silk bowties draped over a hook as part of the décor).
Over the years, I’ve accumulated quite a collection of brass hooks that have become part of my housekeeping system as well as the utility (and charm) of my house. Little walls that once stood for nothing became coat racks and blank spaces behind doors became closet extensions. It gives me something to look for when I peruse through stalls in flea markets, and they’re always on my eBay watch list (like this one, this one, and these).
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When we first moved in to this house, we picked the smaller bedroom to be the ‘master’ because it was in a quiet spot at the back of the house. For a few months, it was just a bed, two mismatched dressers, and makeshift nightstands (a pile o’ books and an unstable plant stand). It’s still not quite right, and has been my biggest design challenge in this old house. Working with such a small space forces you to give careful consideration to every item you want to bring in. And carefully considering is not one of my strengths. So I haven’t brought much.
Upgrading the nightstands was a necessity (I may or may not have sent a few glasses teetering to their deaths) but I had a serious issue: there was just a couple feet of space on either side of the bed, barely enough space for the pile of books. I needed something light, airy, and glass so it wouldn’t crowd the tiny little space between the doorway and the bed. And it is harder than you think to find a table that fits these qualifications.
I was just about to order this one cool gold metal table from Urban Outfitters when I found an amazing silver metal side table with a glass top at HomeGoods that was an exact fit for the space (as in, sometimes Wes gets his toes caught and trips on it on his way to the bathroom… small price to pay for the perfect side table). I picked up a second little gray table for the other side and created a new home for an old silver desk lamp from my desk, some silver candlesticks that were still in the attic, and a shimmery Buddha that everyone thinks we got on our honeymoon in Thailand but was actually a $5 clearance find at my favorite store. This great table is also fulfilling a deep, emotional hole in our lives: it’s a much-needed final resting place for books that Wes Amazons into our home, never reads, but loves to think about reading some day in the distant future.
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My favorite little neighborhood coffee shop (Dilworth Coffee for any Charlotte locals) has great taste in interiors. On my way to pick up lattes, I always walk past this gallery wall, admire it, and think about how it wants me to spray paint all my mismatched frames a muted gold. I finally snapped some photos to share their great ideas for creating one of your own.
Granted, I am probably not the best person for giving tips on hanging pictures (I “eyeball” everything, and therefore most of my walls are covered in nail holes), but do think you’ll agree that galleries look best when they are a little willy-nilly and off kilter, as if a real artist just slapped them up there for sale.
Here are some tips I’ve learned from the gallery walls across America that I’ve admired and copied in my own homes over the years:
1. Go beyond picture frames and canvases – sprinkle in some letters, animal heads, or anything else that you feel inclined to nail to the wall – remember that there is no ‘wrong’ in an art gallery
2. Start hanging from the center – choose the frame or two that you want to be the anchor for the rest, and just go ahead and hang ’em up. Below is a photo of the gallery wall from my old studio in DC – I chose to start with the two largest pieces as the center (a canvas and a big white matted print of the Capital). Once I committed to those two as the focus, it was pretty easy to start hanging the the others in the places where I felt they fit. (And if you’re not comfortable making as many nail holes in the walls as your darn well please until it looks right, you can play with the layout on the floor and use a ruler.)
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For all the charm of this little old 1930s bungalow, the turquoise countertops are almost a deal-breaker – the kitchen was in a sad, disorganized state for months and I had no idea how to fix it.
So I decided to stop fighting it, accept those ugly laminate counters for what they were, and work with them by adding other quirky accents to liven the place up a little (and focus the eye on the white space of the pantry door).
For some reason, spelling out ‘EAT’ in large letters in your kitchen is suddenly cool, and I hopped on that bandwagon for a mere $10 worth of wooden block letters from Michael’s and sat them on top of the crown molding above the pantry door. I added a knife magnet for organization purposes, and dragged Wes’s (stolen?) street sign home from his old high school bedroom where it fit nicely above the cabinets for now. The brass pineapple hook was an eBay steal ($6) and the perfect home for an amazing Crate & Barrel dishtowel (it has all of the measurement conversions you’ll ever need, in machine-washable cotton for $6 – it’s my kitchen reference library!).
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And the small space between my armoire and Wes’s unreasonably large TV in the living room became a place to display his vintage Lakers pennant, Michael Jordan poster (???) and store my extra pads of sketch and watercolor paper (and of course, a place to display my rose cowboy boots). var _gaq = _gaq || []; _gaq.push([‘_setAccount’, ‘UA-46889504-1’]); _gaq.push([‘_setDomainName’, ‘thestyleheist.blogspot.com’]); _gaq.push([‘_trackPageview’]); (function() { var ga = document.createElement(‘script’); ga.type = ‘text/javascript’; ga.async = true; ga.src = (‘https:’ == document.location.protocol ? ‘https://ssl’ : ‘http://www’) + ‘.google-analytics.com/ga.js’; var s = document.getElementsByTagName(‘script’)[0]; s.parentNode.insertBefore(ga, s); })();
Anyway, I have officially moved my coffee-and-Kindle tradition from my couch to the dining room, and finally had my first real dinner party on NYE – I took some pictures with the place settings because finding the right colors was half the battle.
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Since I was just hating on Michael’s and mason jars, it seems only fitting that I ‘fess up to this sad little DIY project to upgrade the light fixture in my “dining room” (quotes because it hardly qualifies). The last time I tried to DIY an electrical appliance, I Youtubed my way through installing a light fixture (otherwise known as ‘create a near-death experience’) and ended up with an always flickering (yet cool) chandelier that was 100% a fire hazard + death trap that would sometimes keep me up at night. It did look good, though. I told myself, “Never again, just fork over the $75 for an electrician next time” and allowed myself to live in a home of bad rental lighting for years.
That is, until I met some friends at a hipster brewery last weekend, happened to gaze at the ceiling, and spotted mason jars filled with light bulbs and hanging from wires. Genius! (Key takeaway: I have made a friend or two in the four months I’ve lived here.) The next day, I went to Michael’s, bought a few $3 mason jars, and went home to see if I could replicate it. It turned out to be an extremely easy project that essentially just involved changing out the original shades – perfect for the risk-averse or accident-prone such as yours truly. See below for how to DIY!
First, unscrew the old light bulbs and ugly shades – but be sure to hang on to the white washers that held them in place, you’ll need them to install the jars.
Take the lids off the jars, and pull out the flat metal circle part.
Using heavy duty kitchen scissors, cut a round hole in the metal circle, wide enough to not-quite fit the washer.
Replace the flat metal circle into the rim of the jar, and attach to the light fixture using the white washer that held the original shade – it will not (and should not) be perfectly flush against the flat metal circle part. It’s OK, as long as it’s screwed in it will hold and a few gaps will let the heat out.
Next, replace the old light bulbs with chandelier lights. (I thought about stopping here – it was bare, but nonetheless an upgrade. Chandelier lights just make better lighting in general, especially over the old energy saving favorite of landlords everywhere.)
Add the jar, and screw it into the lid tight enough to hold it in place (but does not need to be airtight – in fact, it should be a little loose to let out the heat and avoid blowing up while you’re in the middle of a dinner party).
Voila!
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