When you get married, not only do your hearts become one (haha, barf, sorry), but so does your apartment. And your stuff. Both of your stuff. Alllll of your stuff. And then you get more stuff. Which is great! Don't get me wrong...I love our stuff. It's just....its the apartment that I'm starting to fall out of love with.
It's especially hard when I come across gorgeous, simple, spacious, Parisian apartments like the home of Patrick Gilles and Dorothee Boissier. This is one of the many apartments of my dreams...high ceilings, herringbone hardwood floors, overwhelming moulding and plaster details that are all painted white so that they fade into the walls, huge black and white photographs and abstract art, marble fireplaces (yes, multiple fireplaces), huge sunny windows, all mixed together with subtle gold accents and organic textures like horn and seagrass. DYING.
Happy weekend! What are you up to? I'll be ice-fishing in Wisconsin...dreaming of living in this apartment in Paris.
(all images found via Yatzer)
5 comments:
The trouble is these apartments look wonderful even with the packing cases still in place. They look wonderful hung with disintegrating ancient silk curtains or with glossy shutters, with a solitary brass cold water tap or million-dollar marble slabs.
I'd take it even if I were sleeping on the floor...
Those rooms are gorgeous! Why why why can't I have molding like that? Sigh.
Ice fishing, for serious? Crazy. :) I try not to think about apartments like this... I have a friend with a rental off of King St in Charleston SC. Spacious, the fabulous molding, high ceilings and tall windows... I had to make a significant effort to remember I love her on that first visit lol.
Gorgeous space!
~Lori
There are flats for sale in east London that is painted with white colour. I personally don’t like white rooms because I feel like I am in a hospital.
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