I was so excited to be getting ahead on my blog writing and here I am on a Sunday night and I've got nada.
So much to do before I go away to New Orleans mid week including remembering to bring Postcards with me. Celia remind me I need to bring them.
Of course I'm obsessing over what to pack. I'm going from winter to a heat wave and humidity in the south. Not sure what North Carolina will be like. Footwear will need to be comfortable I'm told. Is it wrong to do the showrooms in one's loungewear?
The good news though - I had to drop off basically an entire wardrobe to my seamstress to have it all taken in. WOOWHOOOO. I mean it was ridiculous how many alterations these items needed. I swung by one of my fave shops and low and behold found myself downsizing into a small top. Clearly they made the tops on the big side because I still have cleavage. Oh how I wish to be flat-chested again like a teen.
What does any of this have to do with design? Well it's interesting because my love of patterns seems to be influencing my wardrobe selections. Same with the layering of metals. Totally down with this both in my closet and in my choices for clients. Punchier colour statements also holding true. I mean if my designs were revealed on tv I'd sadly be that designer who matches the room. I really hate when designers dress to match their rooms. #petpeeve
Another confession - I'm watching the Masters. I can't golf to save my life but I always love watching the final day. Don't know half of the people playing this year but even still I love to watch. Mr. Adam Scott is a right cutie pie. If I'm old enough to be his mother PLEASE do not tell me.
Okay you Southern Readers - I've only gotten ::Crickets:: when it comes to recommendations on where/what to see/eat/shop in New Orleans. I NEED DETAILS PEOPLE!!!