Hermes 70 cm Silk Scarf Turned into a Cushion

We all try and follow various philosophies in life right?

Use your good things...

During the packing of my belongings into boxes for the renovations, I realized how much crap and how many lovely objects ( to me anyway ) I possess.  But I store them in a drawer or another room only to guiltily stroke them intermittently.

As some of you may know I collect Hermes silk scarves.

But try as I might, I can't seem to wear a scarf everyday.

I had seen a few scarves made into pillows and thought I should try it myself one day.  I went through my stash and chose a scarf to make into a pillow.  

I chose a 70 cm silk scarf called Tres Kelly.

I saw this scarf on Tabitha of Bourbon and Pearls  and 

on Faux Fuschia ( click to see the scarves in action )

and wasn't going to follow those two acts. 

So instead of the scarf languishing in my drawers

I saved it from its fate of hanging out eternally with cedar balls.

Eh Voila!

It is quite big.  

I am glad I didn't choose a 90 cm scarf because that would have been humongous! 

But I should have also chosen a less puffier pillow to display the scarf better.

One year blog anniversary and Giveaway!

It was one year ago that I started this blog.  
I had opened the account back in 2007 but 
left it empty until one year ago.

What I thought would be difficult has been easy and vice versa.

 But it has been such a fun, informative, and educational experience.  One thing I told myself was that no matter what,
 I was going to do it for one year and 
I am proud that I kept that promise to myself.

Time does go quick.

Glad I did it last year otherwise I would still have it on my to do list.

Last week CarolinCairns gave me a Sunshine award so it is lovely timing to coincide for the one year mark.

Thank you Carol!

Mews News Part 3 - Renovation updates

Things have been slow.

As I am a bit tired, I am not going to try and come up with a new analogy so let's settle for snail's pace shall we?

The accident that my builder had eventuated in the expected post traumatic stress disorder symptoms and he stayed at home or at the pub philosophizing on life.  
Which is fine but he hardly showed up on site.

We cut him some slack but then it got to the point where he may have survived the fall but I warned him he may not survive my wrath...

We had crisis talks and I warned him that there was a clause to implement financial penalties after 16 weeks of construction.  
But there are certain things that not even Alan Dershowitz could  contend with.

My builder simply said that if we were going to implement penalties then he would rush the job, mess it up and then we would have to call him to fix things but he would be busy on the next job and he doesn't have much money so there is no point in suing him.

Builder 1 - Naomi Huh?

So in a nutshell without boring you with building details that my dear Mr CSW manages to on a nightly basis,
I shall just show you the pictures.

The new 2nd floor ( UK ) / 3rd floor elsewhere.

Plaster drying and then finally primed.

Hermes Petit H Exhibition in London

I recently went to the traveling exhibition collection called 

Petit H (click for link) at Hermes in Bond Street.

I received an invite to the exhibition although it was open to the public.

It is a special collection created by artisans by re-purposing materials that would otherwise have to be disposed of. 

The installation was done by Faye Toogood.

Faye Toogood and her home was very recently featured 

in the NY Times.

Faye Toogood in a dress from Egg Via the NY Times

She used to be an editor at the World of Interiors but has now started her own studio called Studio TOOGOOD.

The items are all one off creations and 

not normally seen in their other ranges.

As it was an exhibition, the rules of not touching applied.

Instagramy Post November 2013 Part 2

The London weather has been pitch perfect autumn lately.

Went for a walk by the Thames on the full moon.

Depending on the light, 

London can be so moody and dare I say that overused word - Dickensian.

Not everyone believes in orbs but pretty spooky that there are so many on the bank of the Thames.

I think we all have our theories on them.

I was taking my brother's new cockapoo, Millie, for a walk.

All new creatures to the world seem gifted with cuteness so 

they get taken care of.

Biology working its magic.

She is still scared of the world so the walk wasn't as smooth 

so tried again the next morning.

Tides were up so couldn't walk right next to the river.

How beautiful is the city in the cold bright light?