I had a bit of a squabble with my son this morning. These things happen; nothing too serious. But he ended up being very upset and leaving for school in a bit of a state. I hate seeing him like this and didn’t want his day to start off so badly so decided – once I dropped in my girls – to go to his class, see if he was alright and give him a big ‘have a nice day hug’ (kisses are out sadly). As I peeked through the window I could see that he was still rather upset. Class hadn’t started yet and kids were walking in and out, parents were dropping kids off and the teacher was not quite ready to start his class. A mother asked me what was wrong with my son and I told her briefly what had happened. I quickly rushed passed kids, parents and teachers to reach my son. As he saw me approach he hung his head and was clearly not ready to be friends. As the adult here I walked over gave him a hug and told him to forget about our squabble and wished him a good day. For the record I was absolutely right and he wasn’t but as said…..I am the adult here so I am desperately trying to act like one…. As we said our goodbyes my son managed to point out that I shouldn’t be telling everyone the details of our fight – which I understood and hadn’t (with exception of the teacher and a mother who 1) I believed needed to know that nothing too serious was going on and 2) totally gets it and to be fair this was before his demand not to tell…. However the point to this trivial story is that when I left my son I found myself being cornered by 6 kids. They each gave me a look varying from total horror, abomination, outrage, disdain and anything in between. A few things became clear. It was okay to speak about the event – as long as he did it. But more importantly, it became clear that kids are able to demonstrate a true feeling of loyalty …wholeheartedly. At first I was taken back but then it made me smile. I smiled at the idea that kids – without knowing both sides to the story – could demonstrate such loyalty. Jumping to my son’s defense and standing up against an adult because they felt it was the right thing to do.
I suppose, thankfully, I wasn’t the only one who encouraged “to try to stay true to your beliefs and show loyalty to those you care about….”
Moving on a bit more lightheartedly, really do try to stay true to what you believe in. If everyone is saying go white but you feel dark is your colour then don’t go white. If design experts tell you not to mix and match styles then don’t listen and particularly don’t follow trends. Stay individualistic.
For today, no big transformations but thought I’d share with you a mini make over. I got these lovely brass tables and hadn’t figured out yet where to put or how to style them. Logical thing would have been to have them either side of a sofa, chair or bed. I decided to use them to glam up a little alcove. The starting point were my brass tables but the colour and tone demanded a change of accessories too and… a bit of change never hurts. It spices things up and you can easily change back if you feel like it or if the season is right! I kept my Thonet leather chairs and the fur rugs. The blues and greens of the vases and bottles – although great with the wooden table, didn’t work with the brass. The amber lights and books, dressed the tables nicely (note tables aren’t exactly side by side). The brass palm Maison Jansen style lamp just fits perfectly on my 70’s mirrored cube and finishes the style off. Let me know what you think.
Brass tables:
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