Showing posts with label interior. Show all posts
Showing posts with label interior. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Step 1: Do I hire a designer, or go it alone?

Let me preface this discussion by saying the following: I am a firm believer in the notion that we ALL have our own unique talents. Some can sing, some can paint, some can cook (and if this is your particular niche, I will be home by six), some can act, some can physically out perform the rest (athletically that is! Now get your mind out of the gutter and back on track), and then some of us… can design. Further, while even I indulge in a few morning shower concerts, I know that my abilities to create beauty are, uh, well, limited to the development of spaces. And therefore (usually, at least), I chose to keep my musicality to myselfs. Trust and believe it is a favor for which you will never be able to thank me enough! Yes ma'am! But now, what am I trying to say? Alright, brace yourself, here it is: if you can’t design (and you KNOW who you are- don’t play!), gurl, GET SOME HELP! ‘But I can’t afford a designer- they’re so expensive!’ Really?!?! Methinks buying the same items repeatedly because you didn’t buy the right element the first time around might be why you can’t afford a designer, right? Wait, wait, wait, and think about it, thiiiink aboouut it, aaand yes! I am right, see? OR, at the VERY least, ask a stylish friend for their opinion before you buy ANYTHING! There is no shame in acknowledging where your weaknesses lie and then seeking some assistance- NONE. We just aren't all able, and for those of you whose pride just won’t allow the admission of a personal lack of ability, I offer my encouragement and support and ideas. I cant promise you that you will produce the look of your dreams or be living The Filthy Gorgeousness of it all, but I will try my very best to provide easy to follow plans for beauteous ideas, consistently up-to-date concepts, and I will pull that loose back, rolled arm, slip-covered monstrosity of a sofa from your living room and gently hurl it into the trash and you into THIS decade. And all because I’m just that sort of philanthropic guy :)

-J

Monday, September 28, 2009

Who What Where...?!?!?

filth*y [fil-thee]
adjective, filth*i*er, filth*i*est, adverb, verb, filth*ied, filth*y*ing.
Origin: 1350–1400; ME; see filth, -y
–adjective
1. vile; vulgar: filthy language. contemptibly offensive. abundantly supplied.
–verb (used with object)
1. to make filthy; foul.
—Idiom
1. filthy rich, outrageously wealthy; very rich.


gor*geous [gawr-juh s]
adjective
Origin: 1490–1500; earlier gorgeouse <>
1. splendid or sumptuous in appearance, magnificent: a gorgeous gown; a gorgeous sunset.
2. Informal. extremely good, enjoyable, or pleasant: I had a gorgeous time.

filth*y-gor*geous [fil-thee*gawr-juhs]
Proper noun
Origin: 1998-2000; earlier Lacey Ellen
1. The aesthetic sensibility which inspires and determines the rest.
2. The lifestyle hitherto sought.
3. The destination from which to obtain inspiration
4. The best of the best of any number of comparible resources... 'nuff said!




WELCOME to the Filthy Gorgeous Life! My name is Jonathan and I will be your phenomenally talented, painfully honest, graciously modest and abundantly opinionated guide through this uniquely special experience. Over the course of our journey we’ll discuss interior design trends, touch on fashionable happenings, dabble in cultural phenomena, but all the while ultimately seeking what’s truly timeless and constant and therefore matter most: all that is beautiful. I’m not talking about ‘inner beauty’ or ‘self love’ or that kind that can only be found ‘in the eye of the beholder’ (gurl, save it for yer’mama!) or any of that crap… I mean REAL, honest to God, jaw dropping, awe-inspiring, peace evoking, angelic choir heralding beee-youty- with a capital B, okaay!?!? This, my friend, is what we will henceforth refer to as, Gorgeous (sometime GAWRgiss(!!), Gorge, Gorjisness, Gor-jiissss, GorCHus and so on and so forth, you get the idea). Yes, this, is what I live for (pleeeeze- don’t play, you know you do to, ha!)!!! Now then, sit back, hang onto your weave, and enjoy the ride…
-J