My blue sky

I've often wondered to myself: "If I could decorate my house anyway I wanted to...how would I do it?" My husband calls it "to blue sky" something. In essence if you had all the resources, all the money to do something how would you do it.

Honestly, I have this furniture passion that is very specific. My house isn't decorated in this fashion; although if I had the resources to do so; I most certainly would. In a heart beat. Without a second thought. This is NOT to say I am tunneled in my way of design; au contraire; this just happens to be my favourite era in way of design.

I have an affinity for Art Deco. I can't explain it. I like the lines, the look and the feel of the furniture, I liked the fonts even for words adoring buildings that they used. I liked the architecture of buildings back then. It's very appealing to me, very sexy and sleek looking. Perhaps it's something, like a memory, from a past life trickling ever so gently over into this life blurring the lines of existence a little. I mean think about it for a moment, where does our interest in the things we are interested, and impassioned about come from? Makes as much sense as any other ideology.

Perhaps it's a romantic notion, as it conjures 1930's Hollywood starlette imagery. The hair and fashion I love from the 1920-1940's, those pencil skirts, flapper dresses and the way their hair curled and waved, a long bodied car like a Packard. Perhaps even dripping into the 1940's with zoot suits. I just find that whole era fascinating.

Is there an era that speaks to you more than others? I can't imagine that I'm the only one out there who has fixations on particular eras.

One Last Glimpse,

~K