Yesterday afternoon I hosted a StyleList Home segment with interior designer (and author of The First Apartment Book) Kyle Schuneman, who transformed three cramped NYC spaces using products from HauteLook (I learned yesterday that they have lots of home decor sales in addition to the fashion-y stuff they’re more well-known for).
Doesn’t Kyle kind of look like Topher Grace? Anyway, he’s adorable, and was so much fun to interview. I got lots of good tips for first-time renters that I think many of you will find useful, so I’ll be sure to post the segment here once it’s up.
Above are some of my favorite picks from HauteLook’s Home section (they’re all for sale - and majorly discounted - right now). Purple stools! Lucite! And I know that arc lamps are sort of a retro cliche…but I completely love them (and that one is $229 down from nearly $500).
I usually go for gauzy and white because I’m boring like that when it comes to curtains, and always feel like I’d get sick of anything more dramatic…
but this is fantastic.
The previous owners of our house are apparently leaving behind a scattered few window treatments, several of which are sorrrta similar to this (in that they’re yellow and poufy). I was planning on swapping them out, but…
At Three AM, The Sky Outside My Bedroom Window Is Purple
Actually, kind of a sickly yellow-gray-purple, and weirdly bright for that time of night thanks to the reflections of the city lights.
How do I know this?
Because I see it Every. Single. Night.
I’ve always had a night wakefulness problem - around 2 or 3 is usually when it happens; it’s called “habitual awakening” (where it’s become such a pattern that my mind actually wakes itself up regardless of external circumstances) - but last night was something special.
I spent three and a half hours of the seven that I had allotted for sleep staring at the clock and going over everything from my to-do list for today’s shoot to enormous worries about the future and fears for my child. And of course, the longer it went on the more and more panicked I got, and presto: 5:30AM, and still eyes-wide-open.
I feel fabulous today, as I’m sure you can imagine.
My little go-to get-back-to-sleep tricks include the following:
- Writing down everything on my mind on a notepad (this one really works if the to-do list for the next day is legitimately what’s keeping me up)
- Playing RainyMood.com (we started playing this all-night crashing-thunderstorm website for Indy, but it helps us sleep better, too)
- Turning on the A/C (I hate being hot at night)
- Getting up to watch my son sleep for a minute
- Picturing My Little Ponies jumping around in a field (the oddball little version of counting sheep that worked for me when I was a kid and couldn’t get back to sleep)
- Giving up entirely and starting the workday in the middle of the night (this is a very bad idea)
But obviously none of these things did the trick last night. (What finally worked was kicking Kendrick onto the couch - I know, bad wife - so that I could sprawl out in a full spread-eagle position with every single pillow on the bed piled onto my face.)
So I want to know: what do you do when you can’t sleep? Would love some new ideas.
“Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.”—Maurice Sendak (via nedhepburn)
Diane Kruger, generally. This dress, specifically.
Also, while we’re talking Met Ball - can I just say, how great is Sarah Jessica Parker? Not the dress - the lady. She knows that everyone is constantly evaluating her fashion choices (because she’s Carrie, even though I’m sure she’s as tired of SATC references as the rest of the world), and does not care. Or, rather, she cares a lot, but certainly doesn’t care what the critics think: of course she knew that this dress would guarantee her a spot on every Worst-Dressed List, but she likes what shelikes, and wears completely bizarre pieces bravely, and with an obvious sense of humor.
She’s basically a mission statement of what I enjoy about fashion.
Want to know what I don’t enjoy about fashion? This.
Just to say that I love catching up with your blog and that your thoughts and opinions are a constant source of daily inspiration for me! So naturally, I thought of you as I pondered my latest wardrobe dilemma: Even though I’m closer to Forever 31 than Forever 21, I recently bought this cute, color-block shift dress there and cannot, for the life of me, decide what to accessorize it with. What do you think?
Thanks in advance!
A. Hey Jaime! I, too, am far closer to Forever 31 (actually about two weeks away from that particular number)…but that doesn’t stop me from being a total fangirl about the place. It’s all in how you wear it, right?
As you may have been able to tell from yesterday’s post, I (like the rest of the world, and every single mass-market designer) am very into neon right now. Especially neon yellow shoes - they look just perfect for spring, and affordable versions can be found everywhere (I spotted identical styles earlier this week at both Steve Madden and Aldo).
Mix in a few extra color splashes and a touch of white, ground the whole look with a perfect denim jacket, and you’ve got an outfit that goes everywhere from brunch-with-friends (add a lightweight scarf and swap in flats, if that’s your druthers) to out-at-night (lose the jacket and add a ton of mascara).
P.S. How amazing is that nailpolish and that lipstick? Straight to the must-list.
For your consideration this Mother’s Day: comedic e-cards created by everyone from Neil Patrick Harris to Amy Poehler in collaboration with the non-profit Noreen Fraser Foundation, each of which highlights the importance of early detection in the fight against womenâs cancers and translational cancer research.
Click here to check them out, and here to learn more about early cancer detection.
Lately, I love super-girly (by which I mean rainbow bright/feminine/floral/fitted/embellished) pieces. I really do.
I do not love looking super-girly.
So: how to reconcile the two factions at war here?
My rule, in short: When wearing a piece (like this amazing Lilly Pulitzer jacket) that could arguably make an appearance on Elle Woods, make sure that at least one other article of clothing on your body (like the slouchy boyfriend jeans I’m wearing here) would make her run for the hills.
Unless “country club chic” is the look you’re going for (which is A-OK if you like that style; it’s just not my kind of thing), mix a little punk (or whatever) into your prep. By which I mean: no French twists. No pearls. No pleats. No other pink bits and pieces.
(I make an exception for pink patent leather shoes, which I firmly believe go with absolutely everything.)
A Few Suggestions:
- Add an unquestionably un-girly piece, like a rugged leather belt or army jacket.
- When in doubt, pair super-feminine pieces with an otherwise neutral outfit (for example, a floral jacket with a grey tee and jeans, or sweet-as-pie pink pants with a navy tank).
- Tone it all down with flats: here, I’m wearing pink stilettos because…well, I like them - but a pair of seen-better-days brown boots or simple, neutral slides would look great, too.
- Don’t “do” that ‘do: keep your hair (and makeup) simple and relaxed.
- If you’re feeling extra brave, go ahead and throw in some ridiculous contrast in the form of skulls, animal print, or spikes.
Completely off-topic, but I have to show you these two pieces of jewelry: the necklace is from Forever 21 and was FOUR DOLLARS (!), and the LyraLoveStar ring is now a part of my daily must-wear Right Hand Repertoire.
Please excuse the devastating manicure. I’m fixing it today.
We started the weekend with a date night, and started that date night at Pizzeria Uno, mostly because we heard that you get a deal on your movie tickets if you eat at Pizzeria Uno first. As it turns out, the deal was for a different movie theater than the one we were planning to go to (we saw The Cabin in the Woods - loved it), but that’s fine, because the end result was that we got to eat Pizza Skins (pizza crust filled with mashed potatoes, bacon, cheese, and sour cream). Which are terrible. And also great.
We spent the rest of the weekend with Kendrick’s parents, who drove in from Ohio to stay in Tarrytown for the weekend (we took the MetroNorth up to meet them).
Obviously lots of shoulders were ridden on.
We stopped in for dinner at the Striped Bass - it’s a great place to have dinner if you’re doing a Tarrytown day trip, because a) it’s so right-on-the-water that you feel almost like you’re in a beach town, and b) it’s about six feet from the train station, so you can hang out on the deck with a beer up until pretty much the second before you’re scheduled to depart.
Long day trips make for some zoned-out rides home.
On Sunday morning we got all ready to head back up the river, but arrived at Grand Central to discover a total mob scene (above that’s where we hid out while we figured out what was going on). What was going on was that no trains had entered or left Grand Central since seven o’clock that morning - why, I have no idea, but we were going nowhere.
So we gave up, and Kendrick’s parents drove in to meet us for brunch at Johnny Foxes (very affordable, decent menu with options that range from standard to vaguely interesting), where we discovered the wonder that is a Yo Gabba Gabba episode played on an iPad when Mom and Dad are trying to eat.
I have a really nice enclosed front porch, but it’s a bland room. What do you suggest for a small space like this?
A. I’m kind of obsessed with sunroom decor myself lately - my favorite room in our new house is a kinda-sunroom just off of the kitchen with big windows that overlook the backyard, and since I figure that’s where we’re basically going to live, I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about how to decorate it.
What I think makes the most sense for us is to use the sunroom as our dining room (and make the “formal” dining room, which we would otherwise never use, an office/playroom area), but what would be more fun would be to have it be a casual eat/work/play area.
Or this (love that rustic box-as-table).
In all three of these shots, there are two main things that really stand out: a gorgeous table with lots of personality (go low if you prefer a living-room feel, or choose a high table if you plan to use it for work or eating), and great pillows with beautiful patterns.
For a cool (and affordable) table, try WorldMarket (I love the two pictured above - the Tribal Carved Table is on the left, and the White Basanti Hexagon Table is on the right), or pick up something used on CraigsList and give it a little TLC, if necessary. Try surrounding your pick with mismatched chairs painted in a calming shade, and add some bright pillows for color.
I also want to point out this room, which I love because the owners weren’t afraid to make bold choices and mix styles. I recently saw tables (really more “stools”) just like this at a HomeGoods summer preview, so if you’re in the market for fun pieces that’s a great place to check out.
Remember that scene in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom where Kate Capshaw is in the tunnel with all the bugs, and turns over her hand to discover, oh, I don’t know, THE SCARIEST THING EVER sitting on her palm?
I couldn’t even do an image search for it; that’s how much that scene panics me. (Recall, if you will, that I have a little thing about bugs.) I had to settle for the monkey brains moment instead.
Anyway, the Kate Capshaw Bug decided to hang out in my dream last night. I dreamed that I was in the new house, putting stuff together, when I came across it sitting in a drawer holding a screwdriver and trying to undo my efforts. It was much scarier and much less funny than it sounds, especially when it dropped the screwdriver and started chasing me, and then flew off of a high shelf to land squarely in my lap.
Next time a character from Indiana Jones decides to make an appearance in my dreams, I would like to respectfully request that a be-costumed Harrison Ford show up in place of the most horrifying creature on earth. Thx.
See, my roof is painted silver from front to back, and generates some killer lighting that does lovely things like…you know…show an outfit’s actual color.
This shooting-in-my-semi-dark-living-room-surrounded-by-Jumperoos-thing? Not ideal. Oh, and my little self-timer whoozit isn’t working at the moment, which means that I actually have to run over to the camera, press the button, and then go leaping back across the room and try to wrangle myself into some semblance of a stationary pose in time for the beep-beep-beep-FLASH. It’s all very elegant, as I’m sure you can imagine.
But unless I feel like carting a baby, tripod, and various other accoutrement up onto my roof (which I don’t), it’s what I got…at least for the next month or therabouts, until I can start incorporating things like for-real grass and trees and sunlight (!) into shots.
When I was putting together the outfit for yesterday’s at-home shoot, I started with a sweet-as-pie Lilly Pulitzer dress dotted with tiny pink-and-green flowers…but knew that I’d have to add a couple of tougher touches in order to make the look more “me”.
Like leopard! And navy pinstripes (that blazer is from my blazers-and-shorts era a couple of summers ago, and I completely forgot I owned it).
Floral + animal print + pinstripes? That’s mis-matching at its finest. I like it.
Here’s a closeup on the bag that I used to pull together the clean lines of the blazer and the pale tones of the dress: a minty Botkier with subtle gold touches.
And finally, here’s a better shot of the gorgeous Lilly Pulitzer pattern.
I know you’ve done a post on fabulous diaper bags before…and I loved them. Problem? [Some of them] are no longer available. Do you have suggestions for some other lovely diaper bags? I don’t want anything that looks too diaper bag-ish or childish.
Above is the diaper bag that I own (albeit in a different color): when I was pregnant I got all obsessed with the idea of a gorgeous diaper bag and decided to splurge on a navy, quilted Marc Jacobs Eliza that was classic enough to go with anything, and that I knew I’d never get sick of.
The Eliza comes in a ton of different colors that change each season; it’s certainly expensive ($298, although I got mine on sale for about $175 because it was from an earlier season), but it’s something that you theoretically use every day for years, so to me it was worth a bit of an investment. (And just FYI, this bag totally works for non-moms too…I get stopped on the street all the time by stroller-free women wanting to know where I got it.)
Above are some of my favorite styles in a range of prices - I’d especially encourage you to check out timi & leslie, which carries very stylish, grown-up-looking bags in the $150-$170 range.
If you’re looking for something summery that you can bring along to the park/beach, here are two season-specific styles that I love.
I also want to give this rucksack from Petunia Pickle Bottom special mention, because it is seriously cool, and perfect for the Mom who’s more into jeans and leather jackets than pink and blue polka-dots.
And if you’re looking for something really unique, Etsy has lots of pretty diaper bag options (just be careful if you want something with lots of pockets, as lots of the styles sold as “diaper bags” are really more “totes”).
One thing to note: You might want to pick up an everyday purse that’s big enough to hold the basics in addition to your diaper bag, if you don’t already have one. Because honestly, when I’m running out the door for a couple of quick errands my diaper bag feels too unwieldy, so I just stick a toy, a bottle, a diaper, a burpy bib and a changing pad in my regular tote or crossbody and call it a day. (Also, diaper bags are wonderful for many things, but one of the many things they are wonderful for is hiding my keys/wallet/lipstick deep in their depths, never to be seen again, so I reserve them for baby stuff.)
I spotted these earrings on the mannequins in the window of Bebe the other day and did a little whip-around, because they’re crazy. I mean, I’m a fan of big jewelry, but these go beyond statement earrings (they hit below the clavicle), and head straight into I-totally-couldn’t-pull-this-off territory.
What do you think? Are these too much…or just enough?
There Was This Dish, And I Can't Stop Thinking About It
This one. The gnocchi with mozzarella and basil at Carpe Diem.
Now, granted, both Morgan and I were pregnant last time we ate there. So that might have had something to do with the fact that we were practically rolling on the floor with the gnocchi, it was so good. But I can’t be certain, so I think I may need to do a little scientific exploration in eating-there-again-as-soon-as-possible form.
Anyway, this is my version: it’s basically the simplest pasta ever, but what takes it to rolling-on-the-floor level is the quality of the ingredients you use: when you can count the number of ingredients in a dish on one hand, it’s best to go for the (really, really) good stuff. Fresh basil. Top-quality mozzarella. Fancy-pants tomatoes. That kind of thing.
All you do: cook the pasta in salted boiling water (fresh pasta, which is ideal, should only take a couple of minutes) while heating a can of best-quality crushed tomatoes in a heavy-bottomed saucepan. Stir a little heavy cream into the sauce, and add salt and pepper to taste, then toss into the pasta along with a little reserved pasta water, a cup of cubed fresh bufala mozzarella, and a large handful of shredded basil.
Such a fun day yesterday: I shot a Mother’s Day collaboration between DIGS and master craftress Meg Allan Cole at the BetterTV studios (not for BetterTV, just at the very pretty studio, which you can see behind us).
Wait until you see what she helped me whip up (I’ll post the video next week): it’s not only adorable, it’s my-kinda-easy (by which I mean actually easy, not ‘oh, anyone can totally make one of these…if they happen to have a fully-stocked crafting closet and a mean whipstitch’ easy).
First, how cool is this?! (It’s a Lilly Pulitzer original drawing from last night’s Spring/Summer event.)
While we’re talking Lilly, I absolutely need to show you this in case you’re in search of a present for a special kind of girl: it’s a seashell pendant on one side…and a bottle-opener on the other. I especially love this as a bachelorette gift for a bride who’s heading somewhere tropical on her honeymoon: you have limited space in your luggage to cart around jewelry, so why not bring along something that’s pretty and functional? And, let’s face it, just plain awesome.
And apparently, they - meaning you, because it’s you guys who told me this - are right.
I’ve been waiting to fill you in on how our househunting ultimately played out because…well, I was getting kind of embarrassed repeatedly announcing “WE FOUND IT!”…and then losing the first house, then pulling out of the second one during inspections, and then losing yet another. I was even going to wait until the closing to say anything, but that sort of feels like waiting until I’m in the delivery room to tell you I’m pregnant (I’m not pregnant), and we signed contracts and handed over a down payment on Friday, so that’s close enough to making it a done deal for me to start finally feeling like this is really happening.
Want to hear a cool story?
Two winters ago, Kendrick and I started talking about maybe having a baby, and maybe moving out of the city. We took a day trip to Irvington (above), and very quickly discovered that the only structure that we could afford to purchase in that neck of the woods was a one-room hunting cabin (really).
And then we took another day trip up to Tarrytown (the next-closest town to NYC after Irvington), fell head-over-heels for the place…and more or less discovered the same thing. Adorable towns within commuting distance of Manhattan are not overflowing with affordable housing; that’s why we eventually focused our search in a town further north that we were a little less excited about.
But early, early on in our search, I found an online listing for this one house in Tarrytown that was so lovely, and so exactly everything that I dreamed of, that I tried to bend and twist things to figure out some way, any way, that we could make it work. But I just couldn’t; it was impossible.
So I took screenshots of the images of the house and put them in a folder on my desktop titled “MY DREAM HOUSE”, so that one day I would be able to try to recreate it wherever we ended up.
Then the house disappeared from the online listings, and I figured it had been sold, or that the owners had changed their minds, but asked the broker we were working with to please, please let me know if it ever came back on…just in case. I never heard from her again.
After we pulled out of the last house (it ended up being a no-go during inspections, and to be perfectly honest, I wasn’t all that over-the-moon about it anyway), I got all discouraged that we were back at Square One and thought about just giving up and just sticking with a rental in the city. I started spending time on CraigsList staring at Brooklyn apartments with “backyards” for the bargain price of three thousand dollars a month.
One night I was puttering around on home-search engines and decided to revisit Tarrytown, because hey, you never know…
AND MY HOUSE WAS THERE. My dream house. Re-listed.
And the price had dropped dramatically, straight into our zone.
Method "Say No To Jugs" Photo Contest And Giveaway
This is my laundry pile, more often than not. You’ve seen it before. (Hey, give me a break: there is someone currently residing in my apartment who goes through up to five outfits a day, depending on his mood.)
You know, Kendrick and I were sorting our clothes to send out to the laundromat the other day, and I said, “wow, in a month or so I’ll be doing all this myself.” And in return, he gave me a “aw, sweetie, that really sucks” grimace.
I mean…is he kidding?! He’s kidding, right? I could not possibly be more excited about the prospect of having a washer/dryer of my very own to do with what I will. You New Yorkers without laundry rooms in your building know what I’m talking about: it’s a dream, the idea of coming in from a rainy day and being able to throw my jeans right into the wash, or getting into toasty, straight-from-the-dryer sheets at night, or knowing for certain that my favorite t-shirt will not be returned to me shrunk down to a size more appropriate for my six-month-old (this just happened; I am not happy about it).
Anyway. This is all to say that I am very much looking forward to becoming intimately acquainted with laundry detergent very, very soon.
If you’re similarly enamored of lovely-smelling laundry, good news: Method is launching a "Say No To Jugs" photo contest in which readers submit a photo documenting why laundry is such a chore (as an example, perhaps it’s a pain to lug around big, heavy jugs that spill everywhere). The entry with the most votes will win a year’s supply of detergent, and there are several runner-up prizes, as well.
Ooh - and every Thursday during the month of May you can download a coupon for $2 off of any laundry detergent from the “perks” tab.
(Why “Say No To Jugs”? Because Method’s detergent has a precision-dosing pump, and comes in streamlined bottles that are a) recyclable and b) take up far less space in your cupboard and on the planet than those oversized things you’re used to hauling around.)
Look at that guy! Tell me you don’t kind of want to own him, too.
But then I realized that if I bought him, he’d have to live under our dining room table for the next month or two, and while a stone turtle sitting under our dining room table isn’t a style choice that I’d sneeze at…
he was really heavy. And I also just really didn’t feel like carrying him home.
You see, I already had a little beast to lug around.
Want to see some of the other pretty things I spotted on my Sunday trip to HomeGoods?
I picked up a few faux plants, since I kill real ones and I love the look of greenery indoors.
These are fantastic, and sit firmly on the “perfect” side of “just a little bit too much.”
And I already own a lovely lantern courtesy of my trip to Chinatown a few weeks ago, but if you’re into lanterns go to HomeGoods immediately, because there are approximately a million for sale, and they are all gorgeous.
So if you’re still looking for something, I’m going to go ahead and recommend the jewelry department at Off 5th. It is so good.
And anyway, it’s sort of impossible to have a bad shopping trip when you go to an outlet mall; there’s just so much variety that you’re guaranteed to find something you love. Or something someone else will love.
Pictured above is the necklace that I picked up for my mother-in-law on my trip to the Tanger Outlets in Deer Park a few weeks ago, and which I’ll be giving to her when I see her next weekend (she loves all things aqua, silver, and super-long).
(I also told her not to read my site today. No spoilers!)
Have to say, I’m really on board with the jewelry-for-Mother’s-Day thing: it’s obvious, sure, but a guaranteed hit.
But maybe your mother’s just not the jewelry type. In which case, allow me to present the fabulous retro Coca-Cola glasses pictured above, which were only two bucks apiece at Christmas Tree Shops. Or anything else at Christmas Tree Shops (I am newly obsessed).
Q. Hey Jordan! I’m meeting my niece for the first time this summer, when she will be about six months old. I’d like to give her something really special. I think your son is almost the same age…does he have something he really loves?
A. This is a really fun age, because babies are just starting to actually engage in the world around them. My son is particularly into toys with flashing lights, bright colors, music, the whole nine yards…but also, you know, freaks out over his feet, so I think it doesn’t take much to please them right now.
You said that you want to give your niece something that she’ll really love, but also something really special, but the thing is that the toys that will really excite her at this developmental stage are likely things she’ll grow out of. So my suggestion is to bring something fun that she’ll be excited about right this very minute, and also something more classic that she’ll enjoy (or at least appreciate) over the long-term, like a pillow that’s an instant heirloom or a perfect stuffed animal.
I’m a college senior due to graduate in less than a month. I couldn’t be more excited…except for the fact that I procrastinated and don’t have a dress. I want to be cool and comfortable while still looking chic, and stay in the $150 budget range.
Thanks so much!
A. OK, so for me a graduation dress is in line with a bridal shower dress, in that even if you dress…well, like me, this is the time to go a weeeee bit more feminine and conservative. Which is not to say that you need to be boring, not at all. Just…you know, keep everything that needs covering covered, and remember that about a zillion photos will be taken of you, so it’s probably a good idea to err on the side of “classic.”
Want to see what I wore for my graduation?
This Tracy Reese polka-dot dress was a total digression from the way I usually dressed, but I loved it…and it was exactly in keeping with the look that I’m talking about: a little retro, feminine, and classic (but with some fun little twists).
Below, three twists on graduation style for your consideration.
Granted, I put together this look for thematic reasons (we were supposed to visit a ranch yesterday, but ended up having to postpone that portion of the shoot)…but still. If Britney and Justin can do it…
So can I.
Here’s the thing about denim-on-denim. There are rules that you can follow to wear it “properly”. Like these:
- Don’t mix denims that are too similar in terms of wash or weight (for example, pair dark-wash skinny jeans in a heavier weight with a pale-blue, lightweight denim button-down)
- Try unexpected shapes, like a denim vest or denim dress (if you’re nervous about the look, a blue denim vest with khaki-colored jeans, as seen here on Karla’s Closet, is a nice, classic way to ease into it)
- Break up the look with different colors and fabrics, like a neon belt or floral blouse
But…OK. See, rules are lovely and helpful and all, but you know what I think the key to this look is?
Deal with the fact that you are wearing head to toe denim, and work it.
Maybe add some awesome cowboy boots, because why not?
Sparkly jewelry? OK!
(Above, some great ways to wear the look courtesy of Stylelist.)
I found out about Nadeau from RG reader Theresa, who sent me a Daily Candy write-up on the place, and stopped into their NYC location yesterday afternoon to film a segment (and to pick up the most amazing dining room table ever, which I will show to you once I actually have it in my possession - I had to store it for the time being, since it doesn’t come close to fitting in our apartment).
What you’ll find at Nadeau: a constantly changing selection of solid wood pieces from all over the world for incredibly affordable prices. Basically, you’re getting the price point of Ikea without a hint of the mass-produced look. Oh, and you also won’t have to spend your Saturday putting your purchase together: all of Nadeau’s pieces are sold no-assembly-required.
Above, one of my favorite finds from yesterday’s trip: a sort of storage cabinet/vanity/hallway piece with beautiful carvings and iron hooks.
Really, go now (there are locations all over the U.S.). The place is awesome.