In a little white house by the sea...
This darling retreats from the hustle and bustle of the city for a cozy celebratory weekend with a small and intimate Thanksgiving dinner for family and a few close friends. The November grey skies and brisk and icy wind transform this once bright and sunshiny summer oasis dotted with vibrant towels and umbrellas into a calm and peacefully quite still frame painting. No one to see for miles and miles and nothing but the steely blue ocean and now grey hued sand as far as the eye can see.
Her tablescape takes cues from the diluted blue pallet that stands before her of greys, taupes, and deep, endless ocean blue and is warmed up by the faded ambers, pale rose golds, and distressed coppers of the November sunset. Relying on texture she recreates the magically removed and isolated world around her. Abalone paper is used as a table runner on which mercury glass hurricane vases filled with sandy hued dried hydrangeas, rusty roses, sunset calla lillies, and dusty blush colored orchids. Pieces of driftwood are wrapped in an ombre array of string from metallic gold to champagne to sand to blush and also haphazardly strewn in with the floral arrangements. Textural and spotted shells are scattered throughout and placed in the center of each dinner plate setting. Metallic woven placemats ground glass copper chargers and pale turquoise pebble china. Abalone napkin rings and tortoise shell stemware enhance the overall texture of the scape. Finally, mercury glass and copper decanters polish off the look adding a dash of shimmer to the table.
She Sells Sea Shells,