Safety pin necklace idea

Hi guys,

I hope you all have been well, I'm posting tonight a very cute an easy DIY idea. These sweet necklaces are quick, simple and quite romantic.
All you need is a chain, a safety pin and a pearl or any other interesting bead you may have lying around.



It's as simple as that, I hope you have enjoyed!

See you soon.
x

Summer fun - Tie and Dye

As the temperatures drop in the city, the clothes get thinner and airier.. One of the best summer prints is tie-dye..  Gone are the days when it was considered a thing of the 60s-70s.. In fact it is still a big rage in modern fashion..

From the time I learned how to tie and dye, I went completely crazy.. We even had to make a project for my class on atleast 20 different techniques of tie-dye.. I enjoyed it so much that I even offered to do my friend's projects!! And then a year later, my sister was learning about it at her school, and she took my project and the teachers requested me to do a demo! So I spent a morning at her school, showing the kids various ways they could dye fabric..

SO far I have dyed tees, dresses and even some not so white anymore u nderwear..

If you are artistic and do not know how to tie-dye, then check out these webpages..

Dharma trading, Instructables, Family crafts, Zmola..

Tie and dye makes an appearance on the runway.

Celebrities rock the tie-dye trend

If you still think its too much and you would never be able to pull the look, the try something a little more subtle..

So go ahead and enjoy this awesome trend which is still 'in' since the past 2-3 years!

Deck the hall

... with Indian fabric, falalala lala lala!

Marlon has the habit of coming home and emptying his pockets of coins, keys and wadded-up receipts... and they end up everywhere. And I mean everywhere. Back in our Singapore condo, I'd come across coins in the bathroom, in the closet, on the kitchen counter, floor, nightstand, bookshelf, coffee tables, dining table, you name it. I went ballistic each time I found a coin. I tried putting a specially designated canister in different locations to catch them, observing where he was most likely to empty his pockets, asking him where it was most convenient for him, to no avail. 

And so I became determined to win the war against the coins and install a catch-all solution in our new home. It came in the form of a many-drawered vintage steel cabinet, from my vintage/industrial mecca Spoor 38. The cabinet had a lovely patina (a.k.a. rust), but when we moved it into the hallway it looked lost and bare. 

Then I remembered I bought some pretty paisley fabric during our honeymoon in Rajasthan. (In case you didn't know, I'm the biggest sucker for anything with a paisley print.) It had been sitting, unused, folded quietly in a box for the last three years, waiting for its moment.

When I told my mom about this, by the way, she cackled with a triumph that was at least 24 years in the making. "See? See? Now you understand!" she cried with glee. She used to shop for fabric all the time when I was a kid, and I hated it. With a passion. Even my biggest displays of brattiness and my constant whining accusations of "You don't even use them!" could never dissuade her from this habit. And I agreed that, yes, now I understood. (Don't you just get the feeling sometimes that we are all turning into our mothers?)

Anyway, with several pieces of wood molding from the hardware store, some gold paint, a few nails, generous amounts of wood putty, and my trusty staple gun, Marlon and I made a "framed wallpaper" backdrop for the steel cabinet in the hallway.

And like my dining chairs and their DIY cushions, the print picks up the little bits of rust and wear on the cabinet while complementing the metal in a way that I really like. 

Those pesky coins? They end up in the drawers now, so I guess we can consider this battle won. With style. And paisley. 

Chairs from here & there

The first time I saw mismatched dining chairs was when Italianni's opened in Greenbelt in 1996. Before that, all I had ever seen were meticulously coordinated formal dining sets. It rocked my world, and my 15 year-old self vowed to have mismatched dining chairs one day. 

Italianni's as a design influence sounds funny and a little bit horrific now that I think about it, but it's true. And it's also funny that I can now say a dream has come true, since we've amassed an eclectic little collection of dining chairs over the last month. 

The first two dining chairs we bought were a pair of vintage metal Tolix chairs from vintage/industrial warehouse Spoor 38. I had made up my mind to get vintage bistro chairs like these, but we could only afford the one pair, and they weren't in the best condition with large exposed screws and seat-less, thoroughly rusted bottoms. 

So last week's DIY project was new seats for the Tolix chairs. I traced the seat shapes onto some plywood and got Marlon to cut them out with a saw. Then I staple-gunned them with foam padding from Albert Cuypmarkt and floral-print upholstery fabric from Westermarkt. I was pretty happy with the results.

I like how the orange in the print picks up the little bits of rust and wear in each chair. 

Then last Friday, Marlon called me on his way home from work. "There are people throwing away chairs on the sidewalk... and some of them are kind of nice," he said. "Wanna come over and help me choose?" I was over there faster than you could say may pera sa basura!

My wonderful husband not only picked out a couple of nice chairs in decent condition, but he actually sat on them to prevent other sidewalk vultures from getting them. Plus, he dug up a plastic bag with five rolls of unused Laura Ashley lining papers and wallpapers. He knows me, this man!

One of the people rummaging through the chairs with us remarked, "If our mothers could only see us now!" I think my mother wouldn't mind. I hope. 

One of our finds was this wood and steel chair. It's surprisingly comfortable. 

It was probably some kind of old-school office chair. I'm thinking of painting the metal white...

... to go with this cafe chair. I used to see these in very old kopitiams in Singapore. 

Well, it's not a dining chair, but I just had to have it! This cute little wooden chair will soon be reborn in  a fresh new color, maybe a bright purple or sunny yellow. 

The two "found" chairs are by no means permanent, and will likely get rotated to other parts of the house in the future. But for now, they allow us to finally put the dining room to use and take our time to find and save up for better chairs. And they've helped me fulfill my Italianni's dream! Tee hee!

A dove's tale

Last weekend, Marlon and I achieved another DIY milestone: painting the living room. This time around, we chose a totally different feel from the bedroom and went for Dove Tale from Farrow & Ball, a lilac-tinged dove gray. 

This time, it went a whole lot faster and smoother. Having lots more space to move around in made a huge difference. We were able to be more systematic and orderly about placing our "drop cloths", which were reused cardboard boxes from Ikea and from our moving in, plus bubble wrap from a couple of furniture deliveries. Marlon had wanted to buy proper drop cloths from Gamma, but when he saw that one was €27, it was easy to sway him to adopt the cheaper more eco-friendly alternative.  

Goodbye boring white walls!

After priming the walls on Saturday morning, we let the primer dry overnight. With Farrow & Ball, primer pa lang, maganda na! That could be the seed of a winning campaign if they ever decide to venture into the Philippine market. 

Excuse the dining room mess. We had to dump everything somewhere.

We finished both coats in a record 5.5 hours, with an hour's lunch break. We had to work a lot faster because streak marks are more obvious with a lighter color. Also, instead of painting the corners first as we did with the bedroom, we painted them last, which turned out to be a wise decision. The paint dried smooth and a lot more even this time around. "We're getting better at this, Mrs. Plazo," said Marlon. 

The night before we painted, I had an anxiety dream that Dove Tale turned out to be a cheap satin bridesmaid kind of lavender that Marlon hated. I still had my doubts while we were diluting the paint, but after the first coat, I decided that I loved it. And by the time we finished the second coat, I was in love... again.

So here's the living room before, with blah flat white walls:

And after, with Dove Tale. Tadaah! I've been obsessing about gray walls for the last few years, so I'm ecstatic to finally have them!

It turned out to be more lilac-tinged in our living room light than the way it looks on the website, which is more brown. I'm envisioning bright yellow accents with touches of purple here and there.

We have quite a few paintings with metallic frames, which I think will work really well against the gray. I'm excited to hang them up.

Marlon thinks it looks yummy. "If we had gone any lighter," he said, "parang sayang lang yung effort natin mag-paint." And a few shades darker would have swallowed up the wine crates and daybed. 

So, the living room is well on its way! We've still got a lot to do, like hang the paintings, put books and other knickknacks inside the crates, buy an easy chair, replace the big floor pillows and add bright throw pillows to perk up the daybed. And the dining room still looks like a war zone. But for now, I'm patting us on the back and enjoying the lovely lilac hue. 

Our cobalt cocoon

A little over two weeks after Marlon and I first moved in, we've transformed our bedroom from this...

To this! Behold the fruit of our DIY labor!

I am in love with the color on our walls. Although the paint job is far from professional, the blue to me is completely swoonworthy. Jonel referred to the color, to my mild horror, as Ateneo blue. I joked to Marlon that we should start calling our bedroom The Blue Eagle Wing.

Then I saw that it was the same blue that both Blogger and Facebook use. I'm sure if I really put my mind to it, I can come up with a dozen companies or brands that use this color. But why would I want to do that when I am already so perfectly happy with it?

The bedroom is about 75% done. The floor lamp and bedside table are temporary—the latter was actually bought for the balcony. I already ordered bedside tables from Gewoon Chic, a great Dutch home webstore that I just discovered, which will be delivered today. Then all we need are bedside lamps, plus a chest of drawers for Marlon's clothes (since I've pretty much taken up most of the closet space).

Oh and speaking of closets... check out Marlon's pride and joy! He is over the moon seeing the results of his assembly job, and so am I.

Having decided on a palette of cobalt blue and white with metallic accents, I made the bed with this white cutwork bedspread from Jaipur, one of the stops on our honeymoon in Rajasthan. It used to be on our daybed in the living room.

We bought half a dozen freaking bedspreads from this one salesman who dazzled us with the whole Bollywood song and dance. He described his wares as "sho shoft, sho fabuloush" sho often that it shtuck—Marlon and I now refer to the bedspreads as fabuloush, as in "We need to wash the fabuloush." I think we were mired in credit card debt for the better part of a year, but we sure had a blast. And now that we have a home worthy of the fabuloush, they've turned out to be some of my most treasured purchases.

At night, with yellow light, the blue loses some of its cobalt zing, but still remains lovely and rich and enveloping.

I thought about repainting my dresser in the same glossy white as the bed, but that would make everything too matchy-matchy. I totally got the matchy-matchy gene from my mother, but I'm doing my best to suppress it. So it will remain a soft matte ivory.

Marlon is as in love with the blue as I am, but says it's made it harder for him to wake up in the mornings. I have no such problem. In fact, since we moved back into the newly repainted bedroom, I've been waking up every morning at 7.30 a.m. to have breakfast with him before he goes off to work. And if you know me, you'll know how abnormal that is for me. Maybe it's the effect of having a home that inspires and excites me... a home that I can't wait to wake up in every day!