I recently posted asking for people to send in their dilemmas. I've received a few and plan to post them all.
Today, we will start with Heather, who writes in to say:
I've been whining to my friends about this fan-light issue for months. It was with great relief, therefore, that one of these kind people took pity on me, pointed me in the direction of your blog and barked, "Take some photos and ask HER."
This is my home office/ guest room. It is, obviously, still very much a work in progress but most of the big pieces are in place. The sofabed is at least 30 years old and was recovered by my late parents in 1991. The Saarinen 'desk' was our kitchen table while I was growing up. The cumbersome wooden desk must go to someone via Craigslist who will cherish it but it belonged to my grandpa's fiesty sister and so I am having a hard time letting go of it. I bought the brown leather club chair for about $300 at a musty highway-side junk store in the Loire Valley. The sconces belonged to my grandparents in the 1930s. So ask your delightfully spirited readers to please not be too cruel in their critiques of my stuff since it's more than mere stuff to me. And all but the big brown desk are here to stay.
Facing south, this room receives more than its fair share of sunlight, which makes for fabulous toastiness in the winter but a thorough poaching during the summer. There are some pot lights in the room but the last owners also had a cieling-light-with-fan mounted in the centre of the room. At the time of purchase, I scoffed. It was a cumbersome, faux anglo-indian thing that offended my sensibilities. Now, however, I see the wisdom of increased ventilation. My design dilemma is: Where can I find a light-with-cieling-fan combo that works with my space, my stuff, and my wallet? Almost everything I see out there is, for lack of a better word, gross.
Thanks for any answers you and your readers could offer with this question, or even with just general (but gentle) ideas on how to start pulling the room together a bit better.
Well now... good news. You've got really good stuff.
I love the leather chair. I love the table, I love the big windows. I love the sofa (I would take off the arm-rest condoms, unless it's hiding cat scratchiness).
Ok, I just woke up, time to go get coffee and get ready for the real job (why can't I get paid for blogging??? Why god?). I will let our gentle readers get started on this one. I will join in progress with my ideas once the caffeine hits the blood stream.