Can't You Hear Me Knocking

by The Rolling Stones

Also having problems not buying this...for my cat. A teepee for cats? Honestly, while I can freely admit I am obsessed with my cat, I truly don't usually get so silly about cat stuff (he is as happy as anything in a plain ol' grocery bag), but the plaid underside of the bearskin rug is the extra kicker. Too much! And my cat lives and dies for cardboard or any paper product, really. He would be delighted. Don't know where we have the room in the apt, though.





































And aren't these models just beyond gorgeous? I think they are Burmese. Sweetfaces!

(First saw the teepee on design*sponge.)

Wild Horses

cover by Flying Burrito Bros.

I've always been a nostalgic person, and as I continue to decorate my own apartment, I keep looking back to things that I loved as a kid. The most blatant example of this is my using much-adored illustrations from childhood books as art in my home.






















Paul Goble's incredible artistry was seared into my brain as a young girl. This illustration is from The Girl Who Loved Wild Horses, one of my favorite books. Each page is more beautiful than the next.















And did you know that Curious George author H.A. Rey was also an astronomer? He wrote and illustrated The Stars, which is full of his own sweetly kitch illustrations of the night sky.
















And finally, you can tell I was an avid horse lover and equestrian as a kid, cause the other images from a childhood book that are on my wall are from Marguerite Henry's Album of Horses. I had every page of it memorized when I was growing up.

It adds an extra layer of meaning to my home, having this cherished and carefully selected artwork around every day.