get in my house no.3

well, it has been a battle. every day, an internal battle rages on between good christina, who cries “update your blog! pick up some freelance projects!! my god do anything but chug wine and leave bitchy comments on ohnotheydidnt!!” and bad christina, who let’s out a victorious cackle as she gulps whatever under $10, over 14% alc by volume red wine she found that week at the grocery store. and i’ll have you know, she is probably toggling between the sims AND ohnotheydidnt. she’s really good at coming up with excuses for why she doesn’t want to do these things that will better her life and soul. ~*she’s just not inspired okay it’s called artistic temperament look it up*~ but i don’t know i guess good christina has figured her shit out because she just got bad christina to not only go to the gym directly from work, but to also turn her lack of inspiration into a gd blog post.

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okay now that i am all done convincing everyone i might potentially have a personality disorder, here’s my point – max and i have recently bought a pretty shiny white lacquer desk from ikea for our giant monitor he convinced me we had to have even though i think he’s used it maybe 3 times so far. i really want to make that desk more… inviting? like i want to actually feel compelled to sit at it and do shit! so, i spearheaded operation decorate this desk by putting my surviving succulents atop it, causing great annoyance to max so we might have a chicken or the egg situation on our hands. nonetheless, what a great reason to blog! so here’s a bunch of lovely work station ideas i’d like to share to invoke inspiration within my soul to get shit done!:

get in my house no 3

one: geo mousepad from anthro // two: what time is it? no idea by society 6 // three: copper magazine tidy from anthro // four: completely unnecessary rose gold stapler is some how simultaneously very necessary // five: said  conflicting succulent, but in a very cute pot // six: this is a very good lamp by fog & morup // seven: exactly what i said when contemplating buying this print by alphonnsine // eight: i would get so much done if everything i did was from this yummy leather chair

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dimes nyc

dimes is easily one of my favorite places in NYC. they make amazing salads, there are little potted succulents and funky LA-esque trinkets everywhere you look, and the brains behind the chinatown eatery are two bad ass ladies who make their own damn organic lip balm. pretty sure the same description could be applied to the general dreamscape of my estrogen ridden, stichin’ and bitchin’ early 20’s. just look how great this place is… can i move in?

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photo credit – dimes nyc

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be my house

well, mercury is in fucking retrograde (as the print max made me for our gallery wall says. he knows me so well) signifying a time of the year that everything goes to shit all at once, and i want to run away and hibernate until it ends. if you need me, you can find me in one of these gorgeous homes  hidden in the depths of the forest. i imagine those hoping to find me will have to go on a ‘amazing panda adventure’ type of journey. good luck:

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currently obsessed no.4

it’s officially fucking hot outside, so i’m doing my very best to figure out how to walk around the earth naked without hurting anyone’s feelings. the rapid decline of my concern about the feelings of other’s is directly correlated to each degree that rises above 85, meaning things get pretty risque come june. to combat that, i’ve attempted to prepare myself a bit in advance by via some online shopping. see my summer essentials below:

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1. 3.1 phillip lim pashli backpack  //  2. la perla lace eleonara – as close to braless as i can get  //  3. thank you jesus for kaftans //  4. celine sandals // 5. butter london lacquer in kerfuffle. that’s fun to say. // 6. adorn me, everything by lizzie fortunato  // 7. one day, i will be able to pull off a headscarf – anthropologie

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serge & jane

i spent the first part of this lazy sunday watching julie delpy scream french obscenities at her family in new york, i love you (a movie i have seen more times that i really should have considering i’m not that crazy about it) crying, because why. WHY can’t i express my emotions in fluent french? i think my greatest wish, and my ultimate life goal (aside from max and i mirroring the life of ina & jeffry garten) would be to re-learn french as my first language, then pick up english as a second language so i could have an incredible french accent no matter what i was doing or saying. if a minor brain transplant has to be done, then so be it. i’m hoping science catches up with my goals. anyway, this daydream really rallied the obnoxious francophile in me, so obviously a post dedicated to the greatest french couple ever existed was in order. let us bow our heads in the presence of serge gainsbourg & jane birkin, greatness that we could never even hope to surmount to during our plebeian american lives:

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