Friday, 4 July 2008

I am Baron, hear me roar!

I can't think of anything much more self-indulgent than posting photos of my spinster pad, but this is a blog, afterall. Self-indulgent is its middle name. And so, budding interior decorologists and turquoisophiles, girls and boys, step this way. I present to you "Harlot Heights", forty-nine square metres of dubiously-financed manor house.

This, here, is all the Florence Broadhurst wallpaper I could afford; frame by Target; picture rail by John the Handyperson.


And this here is the wee tilt I'm not mentioning to the bank:


And here you can see that Harlot Heights is superbly equipped with all the essential features of modern indoor living: floor, walls, and ceiling.


To say nothing of a pink loo, all the better for the plonking upon of one's posterior while the rest of one leafs through back issues of Country Home and Tweed magazine.


Here is a fine figure of a hatstand, flourishing in close proximity to my very own front door knob.

Here is my bedroom, and a bicycle wheel. Note that this is a distinct and separate and different green from the turquoise in t'other room. Let noone say that I don't do variety.


And here are five plastic animals on the kitchen window sill. They offer, I like to think, an eloquent commentary on the current state of the quarter acre block.

19 comments:

Mitzi G Burger said...

Mazel tov, once again, on a fine baronetcy. There is nothing quite so satisfying as a hatstand and a small but plucky herd to grace one's window-sill.

Ampersand Duck said...

Happy housewarming! Wonderful decor!

You should get some rollerskates for that excellent tilt. Methinks the bicycle might prove just a touch too long for the space.

TimT said...

Excellent tilt! Just make sure all valuables are nailed down. Visitors can of course be blu-tacked to the wall unless they are not wanted, in which case they can be left slilde down the tilt and out of the window onto passersby below.

kris said...

I lobe yr colours! Gorgeous!

nailpolishblues said...

I think it's smashing.

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Thanks, Mitzi, you're welcome to come hang your hat any old time, though I think I owe you a trip to Sydney.

You know a thing or two, Duck. I'm going to start up a marble collection.

Tim, I become more and more convinced that your true vocation is in the Occupational Health and Safety (Preventative Division).

Nails and Kris, thank ewes. Affirmation is very welcome.

mischa said...

it looks wonderful. can't wait till the next arvo tea to check it out in person!

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Ta, Mischa. I mastered pear and rhubarb crumble on the weekend, so I'm going to start planning a Crumble Party. A Crumble Rumble? A Rumball and Crumble Rumble? (This just gets better and better.)

Dale Slamma said...

I admire you colours and your small patch of Florence Broadhurst. I have a handbag patterned by Florence because I can not afford a wall to hang her on, my own shoulder however came free.

Lefty E said...

Nice hues Alexis - really.

Martin Kingsley said...

Tres impressif! Wowz.

TimT said...

Hues is all good people!

TimT said...

But hues yo daddy?

TimT said...

I love hues all.

alexis, baron von harlot said...

We now interrupt Tim's am-hues-ing interlude to say:

Bet ya Florence B. bag set you back a bit, Mlle de Slamma? Her fabrics are about $140 the metre. Thank God for shoulders, is all I can say.

Ta, Lefty. Ta, Smartin. Hues are grouse.

Lefty E said...

I feel huesed.

Kate said...

Lex, it's a symphony of turquoise, highlighted with the glorious pink dunny. Congratulations on your home ownership and on your small herd of windowsill animals (which I suspect double as textas??)
XXXXX

R.H. said...

Harlot Heights? You're kidding!

(Are you?)


Address please.

Alexis, Baron von Harlot said...

Thanks, Kate! The colour's a little predictable, but thar ye go. I'm a critter of habit. Those beasties are indeed the part-time textas of yore. xoxox.