Well, I’ve moved apartments. I now have a Starbucks on my corner a handful of sushi places to order from. My son’s room is huge and awesome and my shoes almost fit into my closets. At this point I am very tired of cardboard boxes and readily admit that I own too much clothing.  (I also managed to drive a 17′ Uhaul through the Upper East Side of Mahattan without killing a soul – clearly the move was meant to be.)

Love the door knob, poor paint job and all.

Fragrances, notecards, Kidrobot, and a good luck charm. Btw, the lucite box is from cb2, retails for about $20 and I want 6 more.

A few of some of my precious shoes…

Too many scarves. Unhung pictures. My favorite gladiator sandals from H&M.

Me in my new, huge, fabulous mirror from Ikea. Dare you to find a better one for under $100.

Another Kidrobot (I’m obsessed), my lone Marc Jacobs python platform, some books – sci.fi. mostly.

Last but not least: the Panda trash can from the Container Store. Money well spent.

I would love to show you my new couch, but unfortunately, we were sent a blue one when we ordered brown so that (and perhaps bits and pieces of the rest of the place) will have to come later on.

So we have a wonderful new puppy, and while I’m truly, madly, deeply in love with him,
alas, my heart still yearns for more:

Balmain’s ridiculously chic (and expensive (and sold-out)) Leather Motorcycle Jacket

Prada’s practically perfect Over-the-Knee Boots

Mr. Wiggles Sculpture | Black Edition, 2008, Tara McPherson at KidRobot (of course)

Barneys’ Rhino Bookends – although there isn’t enough room on my shelves for the actual books themselves, so I don’t know how this would ever work…

West Villiage Loft by Daniel Frisch. High ceilings, a suspended library above the kitchen… just needs some good artwork and huge walk-in closets.

The very violet quilted Amalia Bag by Lanvin (although I’m really crushing on Lanvin’s entire handbag collection a ton right now)

I don’t know when I first came across The Selby, but I’ve been frequenting it a lot lately…
Maybe because he’s gone inside the apartments of Julia Restoin-Roitfeld and most recently, Vogue’s Sally Singer. Just beautiful pictures of interesting people’s intimate spaces - love it.

After an afternoon of work (and while battling a post-wedding party hangover), I headed to Food Emporium for a bunch a junk food and ended up with not only chips, cookies, and chocolate, but with the June issue of Harper’s Bazaar as well.

While cover headlines such as BEST Bargains, NEW Bags & Shoes, and Affordable Luxuries didn’t really deliver (not that I expected them to), I was simply swept off my feet by the Fashionable Life feature on Max & Lubov Azria’s gorgeous Los Angeles home.

Everything about their home is stunning from the custom laser-cut chrome floral garlands hanging from the ceiling of one room, to the dramatic chandelier that cascades directly into a petrified-wood table. I wonder that maybe, just maybe, if I click my heels three times and repeat “There’s no place like Max & Lubov’s fabulous home” I might just end up there one day…

Anyway, the thing that is most extraordinary about their 60-room manse is perhaps the fabulous use of color – there are bright yellow walls, vibrant orange and red accents through out the home, and Max even has the fabulous Paul Smith rug that I’d die for in his office. Signature A accents also decorate the home, along with sunburst mirrors collected from around the world, which give the home its name: La Maison de Soleil. See below for a bit from the article written by Marshall Heyman and more images take by photographer Douglas Friedman:

The home’s aesthetic is part Jonathan Adler, part Philippe Starck. A huge orange horse stands in the living room, while giant replicas of an apple and mushrooms lead to the pool. The pool house has its own Turkish hamam, while three peaceful gardens — one Japanese, one English, one French — line the property.

“There’s a sense of humor about the place,” says Lubov, adding that she was inspired, in part, by Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland: “[Home] should be magical; it should be fairy tale.” Indeed, Max agrees. “I think I have the best house in the world,” he says.