personal projects: new york.

i'm on a personal project posting ROLL, Y'ALL. remember when i was big pimpin' back in may? it was in new york, which is pretty much the only city where you can big pimp, and i posted a sneak peek of our project (aka the electric grandma). to date, this might be my most favorite project ever. we got to use tons of crazy wallpaper, tons of vintage, tons of the dibs, tons of completely customized pieces and lots of great design names, like casa midy, anne kyyrö quinn, arturo pani, james mont, boco de lobo, pierpaolo seguso, the rug company and the list goes on. there is even a sofa in this joint called the KRISTINA (obviously a badass sofa, duh), lest you need any more reasons for it's coolness. it was really dreamy to design and install, plus we got to stay in the lovely new mondrian hotel and shop the hell outta soho (SPOILER ALERT: i bought a sweet leather jacket at madewell and i will be wearing it just as soon as our houston temps drop below 100 million degrees). worth mentioning is that this project was a penthouse loft located very very high in the new york sky. our client wanted needed a 103" plasma tv, which PS IS HUGE (please note the photo of me standing next to it, and i am not small), so we had to employ the services of a crane company, plus get permits to shut down broadway in soho. have y'all heard of broadway? in new york? it is a kind of busy street, but our permits let us shut it down at 10:30pm on a saturday. SHUT IT. SHUT THAT MOTHER DOWN. since we had planned from the git-go to use this crane (which was the only way to get that mongo tv into the apartment), we were able to crane up a few other things that wouldn't fit in the tiny elevators, like the biggest sofa on the planet and a monster dining table. if you have never participated in a move by crane, i highly recommend it. probably the most exciting moment of my interior design career, and by exciting, i mean we were chomping on pepto tabs like they were smarties as the world's largest television spun in circles gazillions of feet in the air over a crowded city street while a man almost fell out of the window several times trying to catch the crane basket. GUIDE ROPE, people. this is why we use a guide rope. here are a few more photos for your eyeball pleasure, and for good measure, a few of the shots (of the worst quality, ever) of the crane install. it was fierce. major shout-out to our pal boris, the building super, who loves but two things in life: vests, and saturday night CRANE INSTALLS.