In my inaugural post I shared photos of my Lustron and hinted that some changes were coming soon. Well, I tricked you. I used old pics of the living room, because my redecorating scheme was already under way, but not camera-ready. Now it’s time for the big reveal! I can’t say I’m “finished,” because I don’t think I’ll ever stop tweaking my favorite room, but I’m satisfied enough to invite you in.
The best part about the makeover? More room for our tushies and dinner plates. After living with a loveseat and small ottoman for seven years, we finally have a full-size sofa and coffee table. I wanted an iconic chair, so I chose the spry Grasshopper lounger from Modernica. We got the sofa from DWR, the vintage tile table from Danish Modern L.A., and the wool rug from Verde Home. We already had the Heywood-Wakefield side tables. Sarah Lodato, founder of the Atlanta Institute of Stitches and Crafts, made the curtains.
We mixed in objects and art from Andrea’s grandparents’ farm, which was recently sold. Seen above, the blue bird, sock darners, and orange pitcher all belonged to Grammie. The succulent cushions are by PillowHappy.
My Lustron is low on book storage, so I’ve always had a “keep only what we’re going to read or reference” rule. Buying vintage books for looks has been banned . . . until now. I started with a couple on the built-in shelves in the living room a few weeks ago, and I got the fever. I love the colors, textures, and even smells of the old books mixed into our “real” stacks. Those bumpy caramel and aqua linens just look so good with my modish decor!
I have books all over the house, posing as step pyramids and platforms for displaying small objects. If my vintage book habit grows, I’ll have to come up with more creative storage solutions. I’ll show you some of my favorite ideas after the jump.
My nest says a lot about me, so sharing its story is a good way for me to introduce myself. I live in a prefabricated, all-steel home called a Lustron, assembled in 1949. It’s a humble ranch built in a Columbus, Ohio, airplane factory and delivered by truck, yet its design was celebrated at the MoMA in 2008. Only 2,500 were made over two years, and very few stand today. I feel like the home’s curator and bodyguard as well as its owner. I give impromptu tours to curious passersby, and I fend off developers who want to build something new on my lot.
After the jump, I share photos of my ever-evolving quest to personalize a home that was literally molded for the masses. All photos except the chaise pic were shot by my husband, Andrea Fremiotti.