The Rose Bowl Round Up.
If I had to chose one word to describe the Rose Bowl yesterday that word would be: HOT!
But, unfortunately not “hot” as in “crazy hot sales!” but rather “hot” as in “Good lord it’s hot! Lets not buy anything.”
Honestly, I wasn’t too surprised. It’s August in Southern California and everyone is in a non-shaded parking lot. It just saps your
will to live desire to rummage through things. I didn’t even buy anything and I ALWAYS buy something.
To be honest, I did OK. The wooden letters I make were popular and this little table you may recall from Friday sold right off the bat!
So I really can’t complain.
I did manage to get away from the booth for a bit and I remembered to bring my point and shoot camera along so I could show you around.
However, I did not remember to read the manual closely enough to find the section marked “When you slip the camera into you pocket you will somehow initiate the Blue Filter of Death (nor why anyone would want their camera to tint every picture blue. Seriously, what occasion would that be right for? Drowning? Tidy Bowl promotional opportunities?).
So below is a representation of what I’m calling “My Blue Period” at the Rose Bowl. I’ve done my best Photoshop playing but they are still all “off” colorwise- my apologies.
The Rose Bowl is vast. You really can find anything you want there (and I want pretty much all of it).
Check out these cool vintage pinball games hung flat as wall art:
I spoke recently about my booth always looking a bit like the color wheel threw up and I so admire Nicki Huard and her Nicki Huard Creations. Her set up and her way with color and combining elements is just perfect. Of course, you can’t get any true idea of that because everything looks, well, blue but trust me her area never fails to look beautiful and totally inviting (she doesn’t have a website unfortunately but if you go to the Rose Bowl seek her out!).
And, finally, I visited my new friends Mak and Jill who are, luckily for everyone in this neck of the woods, Annie Sloan Paint representatives, along with being really nice women and very talented furniture restorers.
Due to my stupid camera it’s hard to get a good sense of this bed but what she did with it was awesome. It used to have that very 1980s wrought iron inset in the head and footboard. She got it out (how?) and replaced it with this beadboard that she painted multiple, beautiful ASCP colors. It looks OK here but it was a total knock-out in real life and a genius idea.
And here (from their website) is what their stuff actually looks like:
When I confessed that I had not yet actually used ASCP (I’ve made a vow not to buy any more paint until I use up the 30 or so partial cans of other paint stored in the Blair Witch Room) Mak was shocked SHOCKED! And insisted I take a sample home with me. It was incredibly nice of her and I can’t wait to try it out. But later I thought “is this like a gateway drug?”
“Hey kid, wanna try some aweome paint? You’ll love it. You’ll never want to do anything else but use it. This first one is free but after that…….”
And this is what happens to nice boys, going through a blue period wandering the Rose Bowl.