“Instinctively , we reach out for attractive things; beauty literally moves us…”
says Lance Hosey in his article “Why we love beautiful things”. Apparently scientific studies clearly show that our brain is wired to instruct our hands to move towards anything we perceive as beautiful. No surprise there for us … it certainly explains our Prada obsession. But what stops us actually taking everything we see as being beautiful and making it our own? Is it frugality or a lack of finance? And for some people – does this hard-wiring turn into obsession and become compulsive buying?
In our Sunday Skype-chats, sofagirl and I pondered Hosey’s contention. And decided that thought is worth a post of its own another time. Meantime, we wondered;” if money was no issue, what five objects would we each pull from our dreams into our every day?” And here’s where that thought took us:
On my living room wall – a Jackson Pollock. Madness and colour and energy to brighten my day. Every day.
For a night out – a Valentino gown from the latest Spring collection. To feel like a princess. Just this once.
To take a ride up the Pacific Coast Highway: a 1964 Aston Martin DB7 – Daniel Craig as an accessory would be appreciated
Above my dining room table: a real Murano chandelier from Your Murano (and I suggest you browse the site for more dreamy objects). The “White Istanbul” by Formia International would make me want to serve dinner every night. A dreamy piece of art I am actually saving for.
On my wrist: a Jaeger Le Coultre Reverso, strictly stainless steel.
I loved doing this. The first three wants came quickly – the other two I really had to think about.
I spotted this cabin in a design magazine years ago and have had the picture tacked up in my office ever since. I would like it to be besides a warm sea, or river, or lagoon. I would furnish it with light, breezy, easy furniture and fabrics – probably all from Ikea!
Completely non green-conscious and non-pc in these times of careful economy – but I want my own jet. I would load everyone on – and fly off wherever the mood takes me. And the best of it all – Jack could sit with us. Stress free travel for him and my parents.
Cy Twombly’s paintings make me happy. I love all of his work – and it would be hard to choose. I would probably go for one of his white scribbles on chalkboard – because they can still be bought. But this suite – his Four Seasons, which lives at the Tate Modern in London – would be the ultimate own. I love them more each time I look at them
Travel again – and even more simplicity – Silverstream Campers are retro-fabulous. I could outfit one to my specifications, install a travel wardrobe and simply get in, fire her up and head for … well, wherever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I imagine travelling in one of these is a like a cruise ship on land – but without annoying passengers and activities. Completely takes the camp out of camping.
The last one was hardest. But I have always loved the idea of a bracelet of pristine diamonds, set casually and worn all the time. Shower, yoga, washing-up, to dinner. Tiffany’s rose gold one with the different sized stones is just gorgeous.
So there you have it … if any of you would like to make our dreams a reality, drop us a line. Until then – we were both happy to know we pretty much have all the important things we need in our lives – love, family, friends, food, health, a roof over our heads and happiness. How’s that for beauty?