In the Pink

Ever since I posted on my love of the Caribbean, I've been considering the power of pink and its ability to conjure the serenity of warmer climes.  Think bougainvillea. And pink lemonade.  And Friendly's Black Raspberry ice cream.

Within mere moments of picking up my Gloria chair, freshly reupholstered at Modern Fabrics in a vibrant pink linen (photo to come), the latest edition of Vogue Living shot through the mail slot & onto my living room floor. Seems like others are thinking pink as well.

First, the cover shot of this amazing pair of raspberry tufted lovelies.

Then this hall table upholstered in a Bennison floral linen sitting atop a Madeline Weinrib hot pink cotton carpet.

And this bit of blush pink fabulosity from the New York apartment of Hamish Bowles.

And finally the rosy pink leather chairs in this sitting room.

Upholstery, lampshades, gilt frame double matting, whatever. Pink's got the power.

Sandcastles

It's another clear, cold, blue-sky day in the Carolinas and I'm on my way to the mountains in search of good stuff for estate. Always fun, of course, but weather.com is predicting flurries. It's been frosty here for ages and I'm in need of some salty ocean waves, surf & sand.  Lots of sand. Anyone else? 

If you could go anywhere right now, where would it be?

Old School Caribbean

The traditions of the rambling, serene Caribbean resort are so much more appealing to me than the hard shiny edges of its boutique hotel sibling. I'd choose Caneel Bay or Sandy Lane over some young, UK-based upstart any day of the week.

Wouldn't you agree?