kinfolk magazine : my beside table (the fashion designer)

Kinfolk_Vol16_BedsideTableFashionDesigner-1My favourite magazine, Kinfolk, semi-regularly publishes a series entitled “My Beside Table.” It is within these articles where the reader is allowed to glance into a bedroom and a world that is different from theirs. It is a seemingly uncomplicated concept, but one that I personally love exploring. The accompanying photograph rarely shows the actual bedroom itself, which only enhances the fun in fantasizing what the real space looks like. While I admit to never considering it before, I feel as if a beside table would say a lot about our personalities and lifestyle. Here is the most recent issue’s beside table.

Tell me, what would we find on yours?

Emory

STARR HOUT, WHO COFOUNDED THE NEW YORK–BASED FASHION BRAND APIECE APART WITH HER FRIEND LAURA CRAMER, TALKS ABOUT HER EVENING RITUALS AND HOW SHE’S MADE HER BEDROOM KID-FRIENDLY. 

There’s nothing in my bedroom except a bed, a crib and two side tables. I consider it a sanctuary and sacred space. I like to keep work away from my bed, which means no notebooks, sketchpads or pens. I’ve learned to keep my phone away from my sleeping area too—preferably in the other room, which helps us all sleep through the night. This really helps with putting my mind at ease and ensures that I’m not checking my notifications or responding to messages just before I go to bed. I like to shower before bed in order to wash the day away, then I try to feel grounded through stillness and meditation, which usually calms my nerves for a solid slumber.

It’s pretty important for me to have a bedside table with sufficient space to put various objects, so smaller tables just won’t do. I chose a nightstand that’s roughly the same height as my bed, which maintains the plane and makes it easy to retrieve things: It’s a tray table, complete with an Anglepoise lamp and a Braun clock.

A couple of the objects that live on my bedside table are some Aesop hand cream and a meditation singing bowl that doubles as a toy for my little 11-month-old, Finn, who’s drawn to its shiny brass and its ability to make music. While we’ve had to make some changes in our nighttime routines to adapt to a baby’s unpredictable sleep cycle, it’s been a joy changing the bedroom to suit his needs and sharing our space with him. Unfortunately, flowers are too much of a distraction for Finn though, as he loves to touch and often destroy bouquets.

In the morning I’m a firm devotee of Grady’s Coffee in a Robert Blue mug, and in the evening I’m never without a jumbo-size canning jar of water with a spike of coconut water. I don’t snack in bed all that much as it gets too messy, and I like a really clean bed.

When it comes to sleepwear, I favor Apiece Apart’s Peruvian tees or slip dresses, and I adore my white Fog Linen pillowcases and French linen bed sheets from Le Monde Sauvage in Paris. I’m a big fan of white beds and pieces of furniture that are simple, functional and timeless in their beauty. I love the blonde wood, burlap curtains, white linen sheets and sheepskin elements of my bedroom.

I enjoy reading soft, feel-good books before hitting the sack. Some of the ones currently on the table are The Art of Stillness by Pico Iyer, The Everlasting Meal by Tamar Adler and the poetry of Mary Oliver. Before drifting off to sleep, or sometimes in dreams, my mind often returns to my favorite places in nature or sees light sparkling through the leaves and dancing on the sea.

While I’m usually an early riser, I end up spending a lot of time in bed throughout the day thanks to Finn’s nursing schedule. There’s a large tree right in front of our apartment that I love to look at while I’m nursing. I find its wide, generous arms inspiring, refreshing and recharging.

Kinfolk’s take on Starr’s bedside table: Bella Coffee Table by HAY in oak. Piani Table Lamp by Ronan & Erwan Bouroullec for Flos in white. Shirt by Zara. Bedspread and glassware by HAY. Books by Samuel Beckett, Simone de Beauvoir and Michael Elmgreen & Ingar Dragset.

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I purchased my succulent Pork and Beans on the first of April. I would normally never write a post about only one of my succulents, but I just love this little plant more than anything! When I brought it home, it looked like this:

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In a little over a month and a half, it has tripled in size. (You can see it now sitting in the middle of the planter box in the first photograph, and in the photograph below.) I am able to track its growth on a daily basis. Never have I ever had such success with any of my other succulents. Mine tend to grow slowly but surely, rather than rapidly and heartedly. One of my followers on Instagram recently asked me what my secrets are to growing succulents. While I touched upon it here, I didn’t go into great detail. Now, I want to tell you what I told her. Here are my essential tips for keeping these types of plants.

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1. Do not bother to invest in pre-packaged, expensive soil. Rather, choose soil from your garden, or preserve the soil that the succulent came with. Top it off with rocks.

2. Always keep your succulents in small clay pots, even if it looks as if they are outgrowing them. Make sure the pot has a drainage hole.

3. Place your succulents in bright, but indirect lighting. Although they may look resilient, they can also burn very easily.

4. Keep your home at a warm temperature. They do not do well in cool temperatures.

5. Do not water them more than twice a week. Keep in mind, though, that each succulent is different. Based on trial and error, I have learned that certain succulents of mine require watering two times a week, while others are on a biweekly schedule. The majority of them, however, I water them once a week.

6. That being said, make sure that your water has either been distilled or is rain water. Water straight from the tap will not help your plants. Store it at room temperature. 

7. I often read that succulents will need to be fertilized once a month. I tried this once with about six of my succulents, all of which ended up dying shortly thereafter. I do not recommend fertilization, but you may have success with it.

8. Try to have fun with them. Experiment in different succulents, and monitor them each day to see how they are doing. Rotate them when you notice them leaning towards the sun. Water them less often if you see that they are turning black, or more often if they appear to be drying up. Remember, while this list may help you grow your succulents more successfully, it does not guarantee their survival. Try not to stress over them too much, because in the end they are only plants. Even my little Pork and Beans!

Emory

good-bye, dear prudence

Screen Shot 2014-05-09 at 7.46.07 PM Prudence 013BeFunky_12.jpg OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERADSCN1523_2 copy2012-12-17_17.17.042013-07-01_13.00.15 IMG_3312 copyIMG_3627Today’s post is for Dear Prudence, who was put to sleep yesterday.

Most of you don’t know this but Hello, Scarlett is actually named after my former dog, Scarlett O’Hara. Like Prudence, she also died from cancer at a young age. Scarlett was also Prudence’s half-sister. My entire blog is a reminder that we should love often, without regret, and with our whole heart. Never shall we forget those furry friends who give us a reason to get up every morning.

Although Prudence was bratty for the first 4 years of her life, and although she never came across a cat that she didn’t want to chase, she was the kindest, funniest, and most gentlest giant that ever lived. My parents were the ones who looked after Prudence, and I am eternally grateful for the life that they gave to her. She loved every person that she ever met, all of her brothers and sisters, every meal that was dished out for her,  every grooming (even though she was ticklish), every new day, afternoon, and night, every snowfall, every pond and puddle, and every animal that she played with, hunted, got kicked by, or ate. I am also thankful that I was able to spend the last minutes of her life with her. I know that she is thankful for all of these things as well.

I’ll miss you Pruby Tuesday. You’re gone with the wind, and you took a big part of me with you.

Dear Prudence
August 2008 – May 2014
Rest in peace my big, beautiful Saint.

Train roll on, on down the line,
Won’t you please take me far away.
Now I feel the wind blow, outside my door,
I’m leavin’ my woman at home, oh yeah.

Tuesday’s gone with the wind,
My baby’s gone, gone with the wind.
And I don’t know, oh, where I’m goin’.
I just want to be left alone.
Well when this train ends, I’ll try again.
I’m leavin’ my woman at home.

Tuesday’s gone with the wind.
Tuesday’s gone with the wind.
Tuesday’s gone with the wind.
My baby’s gone, with the wind.
Train roll on.
Tuesday’s gone with the wind.
Tuesday’s gone with the wind.
Tuesday’s gone with the wind.
My baby’s gone, with the wind.

Train roll on many miles from my home, see I’m,
I’m ridin’ my blues away, yeah.
But Tuesday you see, she had to be free.
Somehow I got to carry on.

Tuesday’s gone with the wind.
Tuesday’s gone with the wind.
Tuesday’s gone with the wind.
My baby’s gone, with the wind.

Train roll on, oh on,
‘Cos my baby’s gone.
I’m riding my blues babe,
Trying to ride my blues.
Ride on train, ride on train.
Riding my blues babe,
Good-bye Tuesday.
Bye Tuesday.

 

s for snow. v for vendetta.

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Saskatoon_Bridge_Winter_14.jpg Saskatoon_Bridge_Winter_16.jpgIMG_Tru.jpg Saskatoon_Bridge_Winter_17.jpgnow i cannot speak for all of canada, but where we live, we seemed to have completely skipped fall. we went from an indian summer to our first big snowfall on sunday. and i was looking forward to having my favourite season come our way! c’est la vie, i suppose. here come the warm, patterned sweaters, cute dresses, colourful socks, and trendy boots. :-)

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to celebrate winter coming early (not really), we went to see a movie on the silver screen. the roxy theatre will always be one of my favourite theatres. you may be able to see why from these photographs. take me back to the prohibition era any day. that is, for the fashion and architecture, not the social conflicts. ;-)))

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hello, winter. i am ready for you!

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  • Welcome, friends! My name is Emory. I am a wife and mother to three (two on earth and one in heaven). This is our life on the Canadian prairies.
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