An empty room.

Disclaimer: No matter what I say today on this here blog? None of it is important, really, because people lost homes last night and that is no laughing matter. Hurricanes are horrible, destructive, life altering events. Pictures of the flooding on the Eastern seaboard bring back some pretty awful memories of Katrina and my heart goes out to everyone affected. Seriously. 

Now, back to life on the West Coast. Wow. Fun ass weekend with far too many World Series celebrations. We are exhausted and completely over drinking cocktails and singing "We are the Champions". Twas fun though. Hey, I'm not really much of a baseball fan but two things here. One: When a team is magic, you can tell. This team was magic and it was beautiful to watch them win. Two: My Saints are having what can only be described as an awful season. I need some winning in my life to ease the pain of watching a team that is not so magic this year. It helped. A little. Not a lot. 

Last night we cozied up on the couch with homemade curry and watched Silent House which scared the s*&t out of me. You know the kind of scared where you feel more than slightly nauseous while you are watching. Yeah, that kind. I proceeded to have nightmares and wake up every few hours petrified. So, thanks Silent House, for that. I haven't felt that way since I watched The Strangers and if you haven't seen that I'll say SEE IT! but only if you don't live alone and only if you are prepared to deal with being scared at every knock on the door. For the rest of your life.

Silent House takes place in a house that is, for the most part, just empty space. So much empty space. A lake house that the family had been coming back to, year after year. It had this city girl's heart longing I tell you. It reminded me of how I felt watching the last Bourne movie. You know, the one with Rachel Weisz and that big old empty country house in upstate New York that was just dreamy to me? I spent a good chunk of that movie imagining how fantastical it would be to decorate that house. Anyway. I've got a whole collection of empty spaces in a folder on my desktop. Pure fantasy here. Pure decorating heaven. Remember this one? Yeah, I love them. And they are now also a bit spooky to me. Just in time for Halloween, my least favorite holiday. 

Pure suburban, lake house love if you ask me.

Creeps. Bigtime.

Parisian fo sho. 



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