In ought-six, when I went on vacation, I left a game for you to play while I was gone. As before, I will leave you with one and, as before, you can feel free to make up your own, if you like.
This year's game is Designing Pia.
As some of you know, Pia, a friend of this blog since day one, is trying to sell her condo in Manhattan and move to South Carolina. The process of fixing up the condo using New York contractors is apparently so maddening she can barely blog, so I though we could help with the other end. In the comments section below, the first person can design Pia's Myrtle Beach floor plan, the next person can change the upholstery, move the furniture repaint rooms, move walls, etc.
68 comments:
Pia, I see you in an open loft space, floor to ceiling windows, lots of cornice molding and hardwood floors. hth.
Doug, I see you celebrating Ogre's Day on my blog. xoxo
Doug I came to see what bitter Valentines Day whatever you had and instead....
Thank you, you don't know how much this brightened up my week
It's a coop--w're up to the interviewing realtors stage--so we can start the sale process and get out of this city that has been so hard this year we no longer love it
Coops make everything much harder
We--me and Toto who might even become real are planning to buy a townhouse for the thrill of walking up and down steps--I know strange thrill
But Mirelle you are right---here it would be an open loft exactly as described
Doug, my golden Dawg--you are too much :)
Okay, I see a pink striped couch, with a thin mint green line in it too. That's in the living room which has big windows. She also has a big game room with emerald-green and white colors to go with the water and beach colors. She's near a golf course as well as the water. The place is charming, but of course not at all pretentious.
Holy crap! I forgot to mention that the place comes with a cabaña boy! At least one, and several on-call for friends, like say, me, who visit.
Wow, Doug, it's a girls' game. Yay for Pia! Hope she's going to love the result. :-)
Perhaps, Pia, you could have a BOY'S ROOM someplace. Toto would love this. As well as for use by future mates. Mrs. Jim allows me to have one.
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I just came by to wish you, one and all, but especially you Doug, a very happy and hallowed Ogre's Day Eve.
Pia needs windows, LOTS of windows.
Kyah must do the curtains.
Moving south!! Hooray!! That's a great move to make! I LOVE LOVE LOVE Georgia and South Carolina. They are my FAVORITE states!!!!
Pia, be sure you have chocolate on hand at ALL times. This will make your move less stressful.
They play lots of golf in Myrtle Beach.
Doug: Happy Valentine's Day!!!! or Ogre's Day or Feb 14th Day or whatever.
happy V-day, Douglas...
your brain
makes my heart
get all fluttery...
xo
This is a big cultural move. my knowledge of golf ends with the fact that most courses have 18 holes. Until recently I made fun of golfers
Never pretentious TLP--lots of chocolate--all bitter or at least dark with Mexican spices--I'm weird that way
Yes a cabana boy
And lots and lots of windows. But I don't think they have big windows there
I have big windows and incredible light here. a part of me is thinking...but I must leave. My sister wants to me to live in Cambridge where I lived during college--but it's pricey and cold
What's a girl who wants everything to do?
I don't want to have to move any furniture.
A small yet roomy L corner office for writing, somewhere she will not be tempted to look out the window and daydream. A few pictures, nothing nostalgia producing in the office area it cuts production by at least eighty-percent. A shade of pink more conducive to thought would be good here. I'm not sure if that is a whiter shade of pale pink or a pinker shade of white but something like that.
I had no idea Pia was moving to South Carolina. *quickly checks map* I have a quarter from that State :) which brings me to my first absolutely vital thing to have: a jar filled with quarters and nickels and dimes for a dry day.
A nice little office for her writing, huge writing desk, clean surfaces...big window where the sun can touch her face, beautiful antique book shelves on one wall up to the ceiling, a tiny table in a corner that always has fresh flowers on it. (it's ok if a cabana boy stands right next to it, ready to take orders!)
I have to think this through...
how about a rocking chair?
Rocking chairs are always good! I'd love for you to have an Eames rocker myself which may be just a teensy bit of projection on my part. The top floor of that townshouse will actually be your loft space with the huge windows opening to ocean views that may or may not have been mentioned above. Of course a part of it will have the lovely writing desk - I'm picturing a gorgeous white lacquered number (could even be antique painted over to honor the Cancerian need for something old and comforting nearby).
Downstairs will have a beautiful fireplace for the cooler months near the water...Of course the cabana boy will then be on hand to keep the fires stoking :)
I am a woman who likes familiarity and keeping a schedule of sorts. Visiting here to discuss a word each weekday has become part of my life.
So, I will stop by here and provide the word myself, and then comment on it. This way my life is not thrown out of whack simply because you had to take an inspiration vacation.
Word for the day: Giddy
Giddy: Me if I were to inherit a chocolate factory.
I hope your blog vacation is filled with giddy moments.
Pia's place needs a mementos room. Perhaps it's the one with the fireplace in it, perhaps it's adjacent. A Teddy Roosevelt would have called it a trophy room. But I presume you'd rather not sacrifice a wall to mounted heads. Unless it's Rudy Giuliani's. Instead:
A parking meter. It needs a quarter every fifteen minutes, or a cop comes and plants a ticket on your living room window.
A snow globe. The scene is a New York skyscape in the background; in the foreground, a taxi pulled up to a parking meter (vide supra). Every time it's shaken, a snow emergency shuts down Manhattan. A great Fourth of July amusement.
And above all: a display case full of New York minutes. To be shown with pride to all those in your new neighborhood to whom "rush" means "next year sometime, maybe".
(I tried this here in Hawai‘i. A few weeks later, I found a box on my doorstep. It was filled with "This ain't the mainland" bumper stickers." Signed by the bureaucrats of the University of Hawai‘i. It wasn't funny then; it's a lot less so now.)
GIDDY: The unfortunate consequence of Paul Harvey trying to deliver the signature signoff to his radio show with an Australian accent.
Pia would need a canary and few finches in a bright corner to provide the room with cheerful life all the time.
Uh terry, that's good...I was thinking of bird long when I pictured her in her rocking chair, next to teh big window, next to the flowers (optional cabana boy)...for some reason i see Emily Dickinson in front of my eyes, why is that?
OC: giddy is what I'll be come 1-20-09.
Giddy is what Pia will be when she moves out of NYC.
I see her in something cape coddish, with an open floor plan with everything but the puter room separated by bamboo curtains, and walls consisting of 8' x 8' Pella window walls of the finest vinyl. The floors will be fine-grain sugar maple of a natural hue, matched to the cathedral ceilings criss-crossed with lighter-colored poplar beams that will allow the light to reflect and deflect just so.
Pia's puter room will be wainscotted in white gloss, with enough wall shelving to hold all her memories.
Oh... suppose we'd better put some walls around that bathroom, too. Wouldn't want too much of a view to interrupt the reading.
If Pia can find some skilled amishmen, the shanty shall be completed with a minimum of fuss and at a very nice price. It will last forever, or at least as long as Pia doesn't rent it out to college students.
meow.
Pia's giddy already--way too giddy as she found realtors who found her Manhattan coop unique, perfect and pristine
She's used to unique. But perfect and pristine? She has spent the past day wondering what they were smoking before coming here
Nobody has to move any furniture. According to Pia's friends that's why God invented movers and "people" who do stuff
She will digest all your suggestions and let you know Monday
Amoeba--Pia used to collect snow globes--and her best girl friend made her a picture of Manhattan in a snow globe she will never part with
Did someone give you carpets? You need sand-colored carpet. Trust me.
My word for the weekend is "fierce."
Pia needs some FIERCE paintings and FIERCE color schemes in her new place. I've been watching some episodes of Project Runway and the word FIERCE is very in right now in the trendy world of fashion. Even Tyra Banks uses this word. As long as Pia does some FIERCE stuff, she will be.... uh... FIERCE.
Happy Weekend!!
okay, okay, what's a person got to do
to leave a comment in this literary maze...
FIERCE: rhymes with BIERCE
(i'm so cool.)
oh right we have to play DP too:
okay, how about a live jazz quartet
in her living room...
there, i played.
but really i just wanted to say
i miss Dog already... xo
It rocks! Pia, if you don't like it, we happily move in. ;-)
I put window frames on your walls, and insert pictures of your dream lands in them. When you want to see the real world you can look out of the real windows, and when you want to think you are somewhere else, you can look out of the dream windows.
What lands would you like to have?
wait - before I read on...South Carolina! Pia! A fine choice. Yep, a fine choice.
Fierce--yes it will be fierce--I want it to look like fierce sunsets. fierce Bierce whatever
I just signed with a realtor to unload uh sell this apartment--and should be in South Carolina next week
My friend's duplex that I stay at does have sand colored wall to wall
My dream lands are the ocean--but I don't want to live on it--too built up--and then pastoral hills and ponds--and the desert for its raw beauty and my sinuses
I think a lemony, light blue, light green--some pink scheme. Duplexes and houses in Myrtle don't seem to have huge windows but I will find one....
My word for Monday: Daffodil
Daffodil: a sign of hope
Come on spring!!!!
I'm planting daffodils in Pia's window boxes and putting daffodil paintings on her walls. Yellow is such a happy color!
:-)
Happy Monday!
Duplexes and houses in Myrtle don't seem to have huge windows
Methinks they've had too many fundamental disagreements with hurricanes to stick around ...
I wouldn't be surprised to find that the word on daffodils in Myrtle Beach is already "wait 'til next year".
You're giving Pia a van Gogh, JD? You're holding out on us ...
Pia, you are going to have all. :-)
Van Gogh yay!
Pia, are you going to have any pets?
I don't know anything about architecture or decor, but my friend Porux the Kougra says that you will be very happy if you paint your walls in Fairy Camo and if you have a game room where the walls are made of bouncy jelly.
Yesiree! A Van Gogh for Pia!!!
My word today is "sopa."
I made sopa today... sopa con pollo, papas, zanahorias, & maiz.
Pia only needs a crock pot of soup for her new home to feel (and smell ) like home. She shall have some of my sopa deliciosa in her new abode.
Yum Yum for the Tum Tum.
:-)
How much longer 'til that dawg comes back????
Dang! I miss him!
Okay Pia, I think your new place should be three story 'cause you like steps. That also gives you blank walls on which to hang pictures and stuff. Fun.
Has it been two weeks yet?
Pia, I think a loft should be tucked in somewhere - it always adds class with vaulted ceilings and candlelight - with a beautiful skylight on the top to open your home to the sun and the stars.
Word for today: Bi Polar.
Bi Polar: Arkansas weather
I'm giving Pia perfect SC weather at all times.
Having read through all the comments, I do believe Pia's house warming gift from me should be more practical. How about a storage shed in which to sort all of your new possessions? After you've put your house together and the shed is empty, you'll have somewhere to store the garden implements.
Okay, where's Sar? We've reached the B-O-R-I-N-G stage. Time for a real party!
noooo to a shed. don't clutter the yard with a shed. either get a house with a basement or a good attic space. and once you get rid of all that new stuff, turn the attic space into a handy secret hidy spot.
btw, cats make excellent pets. the independence of the little critters works well. and ya don't have to spend all that time walking the critter for its daily poops. just clean the litter box or fill out outside 3' x 3' area with sand.
meow.
bi-polar: today's politicians.
today's word verifier: uhfils. what you tell the cat to do with that litter box.
Bi-polar--chic to be.
North Mrytle Beach and I assume Myrtle Beach hasn't had a real hurricane since 59--something about where it falls
Where oh where is Doug?
My apartment will probably be on the market next week and I will be in Myrtle then--finally
TLP, real party you don't mean one starts with getting drunk, do you? Yeah, I thought so...
Normally I don't drink alcoholic beverages, but coming up with my own word for each day has been tough.
Pass the booze, please.
Word for the day: Drunk
(hiccup!)
Necesito un baño, ahora!
Ariel is bringing the Absinthe.
Oh Terry, and what am I going to say to Doug when he comes back and wants to know what all these dead bloggers are doing in his living room?
Dead, Ariel, or merely exhausted? After all, everybody knows that absinthe makes the heart go wander.
;)
My word for today is "Mediterranean."
Mediterranean decor is mi favorito of all types of decor. I love Old World style, so I am adding some gorgeous floor tiles in Pia's new place and some columns in her living room and a big armoire for her bedroom and a couple of fountains in her home to make it feel like a spa.
Jamie Dawn, you remind me, I have seen the most beautiful stairs on this blog, The Shocker, I'd happily make them for Pia.
I figure it means I'll have to travel to far away places to get those tiles, and I'll need people to come with me. ;-)
Doug who?
I'm going with you, Ariel, and Actonbell too.
We can find lots of great stuff for Pia on our trip.
Quilly is talking about some Doug guy that none of us even knows.
I think she's off her rocker a bit.
:-)
I don't even know why I'm here???
I guess I'm off my rocker too.
Maybe I'll remember tomorrow...
Nighty night, sleep tight, and all that jazz!
Ariel - you had the best taste ever. The beautiful mosaic stairs you found on my sister Julee's are the prettiest anywhere. I'm signing up right now to get on the travel list... when do we leave? Top idea - Pia won't be disappointed.
Let's leave right now! Meeting in Rick's cafe, midnight.
You mean in Casablanca?
Yes! Hurry, pack! It's going to be the best journey ever.
Ahhhhh...Casablanca.
My word for today is "chocolate."
Chocolate is on my mind. It is in my heart and soul, and if it were running for President, it would get my vote.
Happy Monday to all! Have a chocolate truffle!
Louie (our pup) is named after the last scene in Casablanca, well one of the characters. My in-laws named him, but it stuck.
Wait - are we going somewhere? With Pia? Let me get ready!
home is where the chocolate is...
ps Doug?
i hope you're having
a wonderous vacate.
Doug? What's he look like? Anybody remember who he is and how we came to know him?
Pia comes with us to choose the tiles of course. Or maybe she's already there...
Oh come on! Time's up. Isn't it?????
Where oh where is Dougie dawg?
Oh goodie! I just heard his doggie nails clicking on the floor. He's just around the corner. Nice doggie.
Sorry, Pia, I'm no designer.
So you're back, Doug? (*taps foot*).
I'm there actonbell; show me the chocolate!!
Chocolate is still on my mind, but I have a new word for today. It is "molehills."
Molehills: These are what my son makes mountains out of.
I do NOT want Pia to have any molehills.
When's the dude coming back? Two weeks must be over by now...*tries to recount her fingers again*
We sorta miss you!
I was doing secrit agent work and fownd Mister Pascova hanging out at Pansifiles!
Pia, your place looks good!
Magnificent work, all of you. It was fun watching this all happen, and amusing that it seems to have been some of the most literate among you who couldn't read the sign stating "until February 28."
"Sign, sign, everywhere a sign
Blockin' out the scenery, breakin' my mind ..."
If I were literate I'd be very embarrassed. So I'm not.
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