This weekend my lovely cohort is moving here — Frank Lloyd Wright’s Arthur B. Heurtley house. Andrew and I have toured Falling Water and his House and Studio in Oak Park, but I could have never imagined being able to spend the night and throw parties in one. I studied a lot of architecture in school and was always drawn to van der Rohe’s simplicity. And, while I am not one for ornate decoration, Wright really changed the game for me. It is all very subtle, nature inspired wood cuts, and who doesn’t love a good wood cut? I also love the fact that Wright designed every detail. Furniture fit for his houses, every corner, every inch. So self-aggrandized that nothing could ever be moved or changed.
Next weekend, I am sleeping over and we are jetsetting in the morning to the Kane County Flea Market.
*now with a better picture
This is our newest addition to the apartment and in the bedroom. Andrew’s parents gave us this little device that turns cell phones into a house phone using the bluetooth. Then you can plug in a regular house phone and it rings! This has the most beautifu ring. I had to *PRY* this out of my father’s hands, and I’ve known I wanted this phone since I was 16.
There is a new favorite store in my heart and it was discovered in the most classic of ways: a sudden downpour and I jumped into the nearest open door I could find. What I found, was POSH Chicago. This store is tiny tiny tiny, and yet, I could spend hours here…have spent hours there. Always taking my time so I don’t miss anything. I just visited yesterday, and came back to the apartment full of ideas and new wants.
So before I go rambling on, let’s talk about the basics.

Location: They are off the Grand Red Line, on State Street.
Website: http://www.poshchicago.com
The Goods: They carry a lot of vintage china from hotels and diners, fine limoges butter pats and ashtrays, silver from old hotels and athletic clubs, and as I was told yesterday, pieces from French and Belgian flea markets. Some of the stuff is modern, but it fits in just beautifully. It is a well-curated shop with a fantastic eye for vintage.
Recently, Andrew and I were discussing things that we could blow whole paychecks on. (haha, our paychecks are like $300). But I think it was a worthwhile discussion…mainly we were talking about food. At the time, we were eating truffle brie on a step in Munich— that is something I could/would/will waste a paycheck on. But I think, for me (because I know Andrew could care less), vintage is particularly hard. There’s something about it— like if I don’t get it now, I may never see it again. It is something that was designed with an entirely different demographic in mind; something not made for me. It is a gamble…one that I have a pretty hard time resisting.
I would die if someone got me these, but the reality is, I work in a kitchen store
…with a fabulous discount. And I own so many mixing bowls; I could not possibly use another set. I can barely accommodate the ones I have. But every time I go in, I am drawn to them— like a moth to a flame. It’s sick. And did I mention there is more of this jadite glass. Drinking tumblers, cake stands (I’ve never baked a cake in my life), one fabulous pitcher, salt and pepper shakers. So far, I have been able to resist, but I’m not sure if it will hold. I always end up buying little things. Last time, they had silverware from the Chicago Athletic Club and I bought 8 knives for $2. And this time, I bought a housewarming gift for my lovely cohort. Shhh! it’s a surprise.
I get the distinct impression that this will be more my blog, than our blog. But we will be updating as we go along.
Goals:
dinner parties
picnics
see friends
see as many (free) concerts as possible
score vintage
Germany/Vienna:
see mozart symphony orchestra
did you know my favorite painter egon schiele died in vienna?
and gustav klimt?