It’s Getting Better All The Time
Dec 23rd, 2008 by Lauri
I’m excited. One of our cars will finally be getting its special “antique” license plates, next week! My husband and I purchased the two-door when we got married and we’ve taken very good care of it over the years: It has always been garaged, it doesn’t have a bit of rust, the interior and exterior are in mint condition and it has only 100,000 miles on it - not a lot, given its age. Best of all, literally, every mechanic who has ever looked under its hood has told us “they don’t make them like this any more. You’ll probably get many more years from it.”
It’s interesting that folks continue to comment on the vehicle wherever we go, and I mean wherever we go. Unbeknownst to me, a chic editor from Elle magazine who wrote an article about her decorating makeover, noted in her story, “After parking her impeccably preserved 1979 cream-colored Mercedes coupe out front…” And several times, as we have driven on highways going 65 miles an hour (okay, 70 miles an hour), men have pulled up along side of us, waving and screaming out, “How much do you want for that car?” Can you imagine? Each time we thought they were trying to tell us that there was something wrong but, now, we’ve come to realize there was something wrong with them for doing such a crazy thing!
Once in a while, my husband has wavered and has talked about selling “her” but not I. I’ve remained true-blue (you know how I feel about keeping what one has). We’ve had other cars but this one is special: It still has the energy of our loved ones who drove in it but are no longer with us; and of our late, beloved Wheaten Terrier, Morgan-the-Wonder dog who rode in it with her back paws on the rear seat and her front paws on the center arm rest, in between us, to scout out any danger ahead, in order to protect us. No, this sweet car has held a lot of special people; a great dog and too many memories to just say “adios.”
So, next week, to start the new year, we will go to the DMV and get our antique license plates and we’ll celebrate by taking our 30-year-old baby out for a spin. And, if you see us, honk. Except, please, not on a highway.
she has never used, which has been sitting in her linen closet. It happens to match the color scheme in her entryway. If she cuts the case in half at the top, running along the length of it, and uses the two matching pieces from either side of the case, she will have enough material to reupholster both of her chair cushions without spending a dime and she’ll get a fresh new look, instantly.

It said, “Clutter: A collection of unmade decisions.”
This enabled her to effectively use all of the “air” space for storage as well as the shelves. How clever!
you are probably familiar with the concept. If not, just think about it: Anywhere you can wave your hands, you can create new storage opportunities, and the possibilities are endless, as Marcia proved. So, if you need more storage, you have several options: Get some industrial strength Velcro tape; read the downsizing book - which came out in paperback last week - or just start waving your hands around and pondering.
Although I did not wear arrive wearing a bow on my head, my decorating services, for a living room and dining room, were a gift to a mother from her daughter-in-law and son.



designed by architect Zaha Hadid in collaboration with Karl Lagerfeld and based on the quilted, chain-strapped Chanel bag known as the 2.55? For two reasons: 1) Because I wanted to share the “experience” with Tracy, who is absolutely wild about anything Chanel, and with Matt who is an artist and 2) I was curious to see what was on the inside of this super modern spaceship-looking white pod that was traveling the world. Hey, we’re talking movable interiors!
Give us a rainy or snowy day and all we want to do is snooze and snuggle under our cozy duvet. We also love to relax in bed: I read while hubby enjoys listening to his favorite radio shows. But, during the week, work calls and those downy dreams are put on hold until the weekend. At least for me.