Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Oh yes.



"There are signs that Manhattan society’s recent fastidiousness about home renovation — the mania for right angles, the fetishizing of ancillary elements like hinges and drawer pulls — may be on the wane. In one corner of the East Village, a neighborhood increasingly colonized by well-heeled homesteaders, a crumbly brick town house built in the early 19th century has undergone the slightest of face-lifts.

Pamela Bell, the 42-year-old owner, once felt the tug of the obsessions detailed above. She lived for a few years with her three children and husband (from whom she is now divorced) in a temple to architectural perfection, a trophy penthouse apartment designed by Rogers Marvel Architects above a former music hall on East Fifth Street. But life isn’t perfect, Ms. Bell pointed out, and you can make yourself crazy chasing an antilogy...."

Read it all HERE.


29 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sorry, but me no likey. Me really no likey. It's just like the article about Domino; you know the one:

"Good design is temerity, the brazen decision to put a chrome end table beside a Louis XVI chair, the submission to a life-size ceramic Labrador. Within these parameters you must always be sure that you are expressing you..."

Anonymous said...

I don't get it. It's a story about only one lady. How is she supposed to represent a "trend"?

Decorno said...

Not sure about the story, but I flip for the goofy muslin couch in kid scribble. It's adorable. Probably not the thing you're going to live with for years and years, but your kids would think you were bomb.

And that ceiling... who wouldn't want that place? Forget the furniture if you must, who doesn't want that light, that ceiling? Yum.

Anonymous said...

It's very easy to be so "ironic" when you live in a $4.3 million place and are financially set for life.

Anonymous said...

Was she trying to be ironic?

s. said...

Okay, yeah. If we're looking at the building itself then sure, I do highly approve of it. The ceiling, the brick, the pretty stairs: lovely.

But, she seems to be trying awfully hard to be showing her quirky individualism. And, I'm not buying it. What's more, it bores me.

Anonymous said...

It must be scary to choose anything when you literally could; it's easier to choose when you options are limited. Path of least resistance might be letting the kids take the credit/blame. Having said that, it has a charm of its own. And the shell is so fab how can you screw it up as long as it's tempered with lots of white and furniture with great lines?

Anonymous said...

Well it's honest. It's not fake-French crap or David Hicks geometry or KWID paper. And its a little empty, meaning not done. And so many rooms on all these blogs look so done to death that there is no inspiration left in them.

the House of Beauty and Culture said...

"Ms. Bell, who had been working double time since 1993, recently stopped."
Just seems like someone is feeling a little guilty and is trying a little too hard to make up for it. She sounds like a total pill.

Anonymous said...

When you go from being in a totally controlled environment, to one of complete openness, it's a sure sign that you don't know who you are or what you want. Let's hope that little Miss "everything" gets it one day. Afterall, she has everything, doesn't she, or DOES she?

Anonymous said...

I do like the way the sofa turned out.

Anonymous said...

"She sounds like a total pill."--HOBAC

Pot, meet kettle. Kettle, pot.

hello gorgeous said...

I agree with anon 10:29 and decorno - I think it's fab. I'm sick to death of overdone design.

That said, I am worried that children are taking over what used to be the adult world so I highly recommend the book, "The Three-Martini Playdate," available on Amazon. It harkens back to a day when a child knew his place, like fetching another martini for mommy. It's filled with sage commentary and advice and even encourages kids to help out around the house: "Three years old is not too soon to learn the fundamentals of decent vaccuuming." Hysterically funny.

the House of Beauty and Culture said...

5:39 AM - your mother.

Anonymous said...

Why mine? Did yours "throw her back out" again?

Be the change..... said...

I think this is fabulous for her children -like growing up in Pee-Wee's funhouse. When they get older and want a more 'adult' house she has the money to provide it and fix the house up for herself. After years of what I assume was an awful marriage, long work hours making billions of dollars and keeping up the 'status quo' I think it's great that she's letting go and having fun! Whats wrong with you people, give her a break!

J.w. said...

And what is so wrong with "fake French crap"?

the House of Beauty and Culture said...

6:12 AM Is it true, heard yours circumvented her back problems by having all her teeth removed? Or did they just fall out from all the crack?

Anonymous said...

Too wordy, Hobes.

sc said...

I don't care about her intentions or what's motivating her. Lord, her house is lovely! Love it. LOVE it. Anyway, she doesn't strike me as being as atrocious and wankerish as most of these people featured in mags and especially in the NYT. She's a rich single parent who worked hard and a lot and now wants a space for herself and her kids. What's wrong with that (other than we're all a little jealous)?

Anonymous said...

I'd rather have her as my mother than, say, Victoria Hagan or Barbara Barry or once of those other grim Ladies Who Decorate.

birdy said...

The very idea of my son taking over my interior decor causes chills of horror.

"It is Ms. Bell’s conviction that the house belongs not so much to her as to her children, and the choices she makes on a daily basis support that."

That, I disagree with. This is my house, not my son's. Know how I know this? It's my name on the enormous, backbreaking mortgage bill I get every month.

Jesus.

Anonymous said...

you sound like a barrel of fun, birdy

maddalenna said...

Could that couch be from Alex McCord? The masterpiece work of Francois & Johan?

Anonymous said...

Some threads are just more fun than others.

Anonymous said...

It's cute to look at for a moment, but living with it day after day would get on my nerves.

birdy said...

If fun is defined by letting your kids paint on your furniture, then I guess I'm not fun.

Oh, and also: fuck you anon 11:30 AM.

Why do all of the assholes on this site insist on posting anonymously?

Anonymous said...

Classy lady.

jen said...

Seriously, WTF???