wit

i grew up in a white walls household – it just went with my parent’s ‘modernist’ house and that was that. i still get nervous about putting colour on the walls, though i have toyed with the idea of light grey (hah). my rented flat has a sort of beigey crap colour in all the rooms (even the bathroom!) that i’m not allowed to paint over & it drives me kind of nutso.

nest

if you’re ever in the stellenbosch area and you’re in need of a gift for a friend, girlfriend, mom… or just want something unique for your house – look no further than nest. they stock beautiful cushions (specially made) and the best collection of vintage items – which makes this my favourite favourite shop in town (and very reasonably priced, which is nice!). you’ll find nest in the skuinshuis builing, 44 van ryneveld street (bonus: it’s right next to nook eatery)

neverend

i really can’t decide which colour i prefer. both? from furni

neverend is a series of clocks created in conjunction with a select group of incredibly talented artists and designers. Each piece features artwork that is laser-etched onto a 3/8” thick piece of high quality russian birch plywood to create a bold graphic interpretation of the quintessential wall clock.

tick tock

i have a thing for old clocks. i would fill my house with them if it wasn’t for the fact that the ticking drives me nuts. one day i will fill a shelf with a row of silent ones. these vintage alarm clocks are from clockwork universe

candle ah bra

at first i thought whoa, a chandelier with no lier (that’s what i imagine the hangy bit to be called). but no, it’s a candelabra – a beautiful one at that. why have i never seen one like this before? somebody buy it for me, please. from AMradio.

small is cool

f03_3

if you choose to live on your own as a young person (and i say this assuming that you don’t earn major bucks or perhaps you live in an expensive city – or both) you will probably be faced with the reality of renting a studio apartment. unless you’re an investment banker, or you won the lotto, or your granddad left you a sweet inner city pad the size of an ark that he bought back in 1950 for R500, or you’ve found some 3 bedroom palace with wooden floors and a working fireplace that’s being rented out for tuppence. if you’re one of those people, please don’t pity me. for i might be jumping on the studio flat bandwagon one of these days, and of course in lieu of that, the first thing i consider is HOW TO DECORATE.