Monday, August 27, 2012

All-time favourites

One of my all-time favourite aircraft, the Avro Shackleton, 
as operated by the SAAF as a long-range maritime patrol aircraft



Sunday, August 26, 2012

Aircraft Nut

This blog is about my love for things with wings...
Planes and Birds, but mostly planes


The love affair started as a small boy, when my father took us to the then
Jan Smuts International Airport in Johannesburg.
The observation deck was open in those days.Yes, open.

You could smell the Av-gas and hear the engines running. I marveled at the logos on the tails of the international aircraft...

The Flying Springbok, the Rising Sun, The Lufthansa Adler, Air India,
KLM, ELAL., Portuguese Airlines, Varig, Swiss Air ...


Now defunct airlines like BOAC, Pan Am, Sabena, Luxair, Air Rodesia, they were all there !
Once we'd had our fill of watching from the observation deck, we drove down to the end of the runway to watch the planes take off. A great Sunday afternoon outing!

Sunday, August 19, 2012

BLACK AND WHITE AND BIG ALL OVER

Black and white...
Newsprint.
Zebras.
Piano keys.
Road signage.

Tot up your home in these extreme shades, and you may be accused of only seeing things one way; of missing shades of gray; perhaps (for the political) of being partisan. But that's OK. Just tell your critics your differences are like night and day...

Jennifer Ferreira

Unknown (via Habitually Chic)

Kelly Wearstler

Nicole Cohen

Lonny

Megan Winters

Mary McDonald
/All Images/ Designers as attributed, via Pinterest/

Sunday, August 12, 2012

THE SWEET SUMMER AIR

For anyone reading this south of Maine, this post is what swimsuit shopping is to swimsuit season: pure fantasy. Do I really believe we'll lounge decorously on our patios this August, sipping tart lemonades or the rare julep? Will we exchange bright conversation under a dimming sky, as neighborhood children find fireflies? Heck, no, honey. We are going to swelter. Because it's hotter than Dante's sixth ring out there, and the mosquitos are closing in (Is that fever I feel the heat index, or West Nile Virus?). Just settle back into the easy chair you pulled next to the open fridge door, and enjoy these beautiful spaces for outdoor living.

Miles Redd, Architectural Digest. Redd may be the toast of New York, but he was raised in Atlanta, and Southern shows. There's enough wicker here to deplete a factory, and a few dozen kids, dogs, and stray neighbors would fit right in. The white floor keeps it modern.

Michelle Nussbaumer of Ceylon et Cie, Southern Living. If you have the money to spend on good porcelain, always buy it in bulk and display it as precariously as possible. A few spindly bits of rusting iron and some wobbly stands will give the impression you don't hold the Ming too precious. Don't quote me, but I believe the fabric is from Kravet (and comes in a rich green, too). Note the fabulous navy trellis in the reflection; I wish we could see what the rest of the garden looks like!

Craig Duncan, Southern Living. I hope they named this place "Little Greenbrier" - Duncan does Draper without copying Draper - it's a fine balance, and he doesn't fall.

It LOOKS air-conditioned, anyway:  crisp, cool, and not a thread out of place. Don't miss the urn lids turned finials, the Draper-esque trim on the mirror, or the fretwork inside the fireplace. 
I just hope I get to visit in January.
/Images/ Architectural Digest/ Laurey W. Glenn/ Erica George Dines/ 

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

IKAT ADDICTION

Depending on whom you choose to believe, ikat is either a South American dye technique, an Uzbekistani textile folk craft, or a patterned fabric Target manufactures en masse and ships from a warehouse in Hoboken. Thank heavens they do, because I can't get enough of the stuff. 

It started with two pillows I ordered from Etsy. Like all addicts, I told myself just one more little pattern couldn't hurt; I could stop whenever I wanted; I wasn't hurting anyone. And then, one day, I had FIVE ikat pillows, ikat curtains, ikat flooring... and I lived here:

Of course, while addiction feels like a lonely affliction (lying to your mother about the new throw pillows, hiding fabric samples from your significant other in the trunk of your car), no addict is alone. That's because every addict has her enablers:  the individuals, social systems, and corporations that aid and abet those longings. Mine is called Wisteria.

Wisteria Home Furnishings:


How marvelous is this room in Mykonos blue and white? I fell in love - and I already had the lucite table. I could envision the pillows in my apartment. And fortunately (or unfortunately), they came in green.

It turns out the pillows are great (the XL pattern pillow is from Duralee), and a steal at $29.99 per cover. The fabric has a great texture and stands up well to abuse (my throw pillows must think they belong to a linebacker; I'm constantly flopping onto them or flinging them onto the floor to make space). I purchased pillow inserts from Crate and Barrel; they're down, hold their shape, and are oh so cushy.

Middle to Right: Wisteria's Zig Zag, Duralee green ikat (available here), Wisteria Diamond, and Ballard Designs bolsters that I trimmed in green velvet ribbons.

The "ikat" rug is from Flor. The brass crab on the table is from a vintage store down South, and, true story, when I flew home with it, the TSA thought it was a giant model spider. Good one, guys. Maybe get on one of those planes and visit a beach sometime?

What about you? Is there a home design trend you'd go into withdrawal without?
/All images/ Wisteria/ My Own/

As long as you love me, justine bieber




"As Long As You Love Me"

As long as you love me

Although loneliness has always been a friend of mine
I'm leavin' my life in your hands
People say I'm crazy and that I am blind
Risking it all in a glance
And how you got me blind is still a mystery
I can't get you out of my head
Don't care what is written in your history
As long as you're here with me

I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me

Every little thing that you have said and done
Feels like it's deep within me
Doesn't really matter if you're on the run
It seems like we're meant to be

I don't care who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
What you did
As long as you love me (I don't know)
Who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me (yeah)

I've tried to hide it so that no one knows
But I guess it shows
When you look into my eyes
What you did and where you're comin from
I don't care, as long as you love me, baby

I don't care who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
What you did
As long as you love me (as long as you love me)
Who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
Don't care what you did (yeah)
As long as you love me (as long as you love me)
Who you are (who you are)
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
As long as you love me
Who you are
As long as you love me
What you did (I don't care)
As long as you love me..

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Ye Jism Lyrics - Jism 2 movie song download

Ye jism hay tou kyaa
Ye rooh ka libaas hay
 Ye dard hai toh kya
Ye ishq ki talaash hai
Fanaa kiya mujhe
Ye chaahne ki aas ne
Taraa taraa shikast hi hua



Raza hai kya teri
Dil-o-jahaan tabaah kiya
Sazaa bhi kya teri
Wafaa ko bewafa kiya
Tu vaar zindagi se yun mujhe judaa kiya
Kahaan kahaan phirun main dhoondta
Raza hai kya teri
Dil-o-jahaan tabaah kiya
Sazaa bhi kya teri
Wafaa ko bewafa kiya
Tu vaar zindagi se yun mujhe judaa kiya
Kahaan kahaan phirun main dhoondta

Wahaan jahaan tuhi mera libaas hai
Wahaan jahaan teri hi bas talaash hai
Wahaan jahaan tujhi pe khatam aas hai
Wahin shuru wahin pe dafan jaan hai

Wahaan jahaan tuhi mera libaas hai
Wahaan jahaan teri hi bas talaash hai
Wahaan jahaan tujhi pe khatam aas hai
Wahin shuru wahin pe dafan jaan hai

Ye jism hai toh kya
Ye rooh ka libaas hai
Ye dard hai toh kya
Ye ishq ki talaash hai
Fanaa kiya mujhe
Ye chaahne ki aas ne
Tara tara shikast hi huaa