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Two sorts of twists, doing the twist together. This combination is tall, shining, and chic, I love it so!

xo Leigh

top: Vettore Ring by ILA at Catbird

bottom: Endless Ring by ILA at Catbird

On the eve of our move to the our new HQ (!), a celebration of that "I'm still not totally unpacked from my move...a few years ago" aesthetic as created by Holly Golightly, and perfected by Autumn Hruby of Hesperios. Chuck out the clutter, stack high the boxes, play records in the kitchen!

xo Leigh

Image via Vogue

This weekend, I gave my stepmother who grew up in the Bronx, a Louis Sherry Jewel Box Chocolate Tin. She got a warm look in her eyes, and exclaimed, "Louis Sherry!" and for a minute, was back to a summer days on City Island, her trim mother, off to work in pumps and stockings, a world that is no more.

Leigh

In this week's Art Department inspiration meeting we spoke about black velvet ribbon, plastic subway seats, age-inclusivity, and the following excerpt from Tar Baby by Toni Morrison, brought to our attention by Girls at Library:

At some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough. No record of it needs to be kept and you don't need someone to share it with or tell it to. When that happens -that letting go - you let go because you can. The world will always be there - while you sleep it will be there - when you wake it will be there as well. So you can sleep and there is reason to wake. A dead hydrangea is as intricate and lovely as one in bloom. Bleak sky is as seductive as sunshine, miniature orange trees without blossom or fruit are not defective; they are that. So the windows of the greenhouse can be opened and the weather let in. The latch on the door can be left unhooked, the muslin removed, for the soldier ants are beautiful too and whatever they do will be part of it.

photo: Leila Goldoni in Shadows

I like to follow florists, Italians, yogis, girls who wear bows.

photo from Simone Gooch the great

xo Leigh

"Little houses with shining, clean windows and wonderful rippled window shades and lace curtains," she would recall for interviewers. "Old stores where they made cigars by hand in the windows, and the pillow shop where they made pillows. . . ."

Betty Smith, author of a Tree Grows in Brooklyn, on our dear Williamsburg - photo is from my Instagram, where I like to collect photos of apartments with lace curtains, I was so very excited to find this quote (in the New York Daily News, no less!).

-Leigh

Coming soon...until then, a detail we love, and painted pink. xo Leigh

Our Valentine palette is inspired by a close detail of late water lilies by Monet, seen a few winters ago at the Albertina in Vienna, sweetened up a little for the season. More chloropyhll-ish muddy greens to come as we get closer to the day of a thousand roses.

xo Leigh

"He sits peacefully for hours, listens to his heartbeat, and lets his mind roam. Sometimes he remembers the shame of wearing handmade clothes to school; or the sweet, chemical smell of silver polish from the house where his mother worked; or the esoteric flight patterns of the tumbler pigeons his neighbor bred. Sometimes he wonders whether, if he dies in his studio one night, people will know exactly when he died, which cut was his last."

Learn more about the life, and work, of Graham Short, the world's only micro-engraver. I hope you will be delighted; I was. 

-Leigh