like a dried bone,
parches in the glare
of a paralytic sun
gripped in a stare.
its spirals and swerves-
the desert is flat,
but the sky curves;
yet nothing stirs.
~ Walter Lowenfels
“It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sunday was the start of my birthday week with two of my favorite gals treating me to a brunch at the Sugar Factory. I have no doubt I consumed enough sugar for two days. We started off with drinks, of course. The drinks themselves seemed like a desert. A sparkling cocktail was garnished with hibiscus flower, a yummy caramel macchiato martini topped high with whip cream and for me a red velvet martini with a rim decorated in cream cheese frosting. Talk about a desert! We ate. We talked. We laughed and poked fun at each other in a way only friends with a long history do. It was a perfect way to end the weekend and a lovely way to start my birthday.
For decor inspiration I often come back to something a bit bohemian. The living room colorfully upholstered sofas and 19th-century bergère chair. Both Carolina Herrera Baez and interior designer Isabel Lopez-Quesada designed the campaign bed that completes the room.
The bedroom is my favorite with ticking stripe brightened by the pop of orange from pillow cases.
An iron and wood campaign bed sits on the apartment’s original herringbone floors.
Carolina Herrera Baez stands in front of walls covered in pink linen trimmed with jute ribbon. The table and mirror are also by interior designer Isabel Lopez-Quesada complimented by a Jonathan Adler chandelier.
Photos by: William Waldron via Elle Decor