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Wading and waddling through the Las Vegas Design Market

At the beginning of August, JB was kind enough to agree to brave the Las Vegas Design Market with me. This is a great plan, I told him. A last hurrah. A babymoon. A chance to find amazing furniture for clients and maybe even something for our nursery.

 

 

Oh yeah, that room. I’m often asked, “How is the nursery decor coming along?” It’s not. Or it is if you know we’re still waiting for the new window, closet doors, floors, and paint that will magically (if my prayers are answered) come together in the nick of time. But if you weren’t warned, it would look like a guest bedroom gone wrong. There is one piece of furniture (if you don’t count the ironing board): a totally baby-inappropriate, Queen-sized bed that is currently covered with clothes and sprinkled with a snowy layer of drywall dust since even though the drywall guys used plastic to cover most surfaces, drywall dust found its way EVERYWHERE. (Do you remember this post on surviving a remodel while staying in your home?)

 

 

 

At this point, it’s rather hard to imagine the room ever looking cute, let alone SAFE for an infant to enter.

 

 

 

But back to the Design Market. I attended it last year (you can find that post here) so I knew there would be three buildings, and 42 floors of viewing pleasure to traverse that would, by the third day, make my eyes glaze over with sensory overload and my feet implore me to seek the nearest bench for goodness’ sake before my arches made good on their threat to collapse. And I know Vegas is hot, but it has been hot here in Santa Barbara so I figured my body was somewhat acclimated. I assumed I’d be fine. And that it was a brilliant idea to go.*

 

 

 

*I assumed wrong, but more on that later.

 

 

 

Last year I was posing on interesting chairs.

 

 

 

Circular Chair

 

 

 

This year, I stare at that photo and think, “So that’s what my legs looked like before the swollen calves of pregnancy pounds. Harrumph.” There will be no selfie’s posted because I did not ask JB to capture me sitting or standing or walking. It was enough to be that person with the side to side waddle wearing a sleeveless dress tied at the waist where my market badge hung just over my bulging stomach bouncing and bopping with each step, very professional-like. My pony tail had fallen flat in the heat, even my elbows were sweating–so you can imagine the state of everything else! And what, at the hotel, had seemed like a fine denim ensemble felt Midwestern frumpy the moment I entered the first glamorous showroom. I felt like an impostor until I decided not to care and just embrace my pregnant self.

 

 

 

And then we actually started to enjoy ourselves because we saw this…

 

 

 

 

Andrew Martin astronaut artCheck out those monogram side tables (“I” and “P” in this case.)

 

 

 

 

If there is a showroom to cheer you up and remind you that design doesn’t have to be about fuss and formality, it belongs to Andrew Martin. From the black and white Polaroid print wallpaper to the giant, neon-lit double astronaut image, their displays are like a celebration of playfulness and a high five to irreverent decor.

 

 

 

Which can be a breath of fresh air after you’ve just exited a showroom like this…

 

 

 

 

Christopher Guy pink bedroom Las Vegas MarketThe Christopher Guy Collection.

 

 

 

Entering the showroom of Christopher Guy is an experience. The salespeople are well-groomed (no denim frocks, here) and slick, but if you’re quick enough you can slip into their separately staged rooms covertly snapping photos with your iPhone without suffering a stiff finger poke on the shoulder accompanied by a disarming, “No photos allowed,” glare. Somehow, even with a belly bump, I waddled in and out of these rooms with extreme stealth so I could bring to you the glamour, the nod to Art Deco, the strange world that is…

 

 

 

Christopher Guy…

 

 

 

 

 

Christopher Guy bedroom Las Vegas MarketThis is a very dramatic headboard but, sadly, only suitable if you also happen to have soaring ceilings. If you have standard 8′ ceilings, you need not apply.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Christopher Guy chairs Las Vegas MarketIn the market for lacquered furniture? Christopher Guy is your guy.

 

 

 

 

 

This wire man sculpture was astoundingly affordable (in the hundreds, not thousands) but JB was the voice of reason convincing me one man in our house is enough.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wire man sculpture Las Vegas Design Market

 

 

 

I thought this wall art was clever…and so easy to replicate as a DIY project!

 

 

 

 

White sofa chandelier Four HandsFour Hands Furniture.

 

 

 

 

Here is a closeup…

 

 

 

 

 

Abstract line artIKEA frames + paper + black Sharpie= DIY wall art, right?

 

 

 

 

I will be sharing a more comprehensive post on the show in the next few days, but before we wrap up, check out these outdoor lights. The bulb is a battery-operated light that fits into an outdoor-compliant base with an acrylic drum shade. I love quirkiness of having indoor looking table lamps outside, but I didn’t love the price: $500 retail.

 

 

 

 

 

Solar table lamps

 

 

 

I can’t recall where I snapped this photo (below), but it was on the way from one casino to another. (Yeah, I know, very specific.) JB and I are still toying with the idea of doing something similar, but in black and white, on our one bare living room wall, yet we haven’t found an image that either of us likes enough to see as a permanent feature and blown up to life-size scale. However, this one gives the feeling I’m aiming for where it is just so charming I don’t even care that I don’t know who these people are. Maybe we need to stop searching for images online and start looking through old boxes of family photos. Or maybe we’ll decide this is a terrible idea and cover the wall (it is currently a chalkboard wall) in grasscloth wallpaper.

 

 

 

 

Sepai photo feature wall

 

 

 

 

The Magritte-esque horse sculpture and fun faux flower “clouds” at the Aria Casino…

 

 

 

 

Aria hotel blue horse and hat

 

 

 

 

So why was going on this trip a crazy idea? Certainly it was worthwhile as a business trip, but it somehow slipped my mind that to enter or exit our hotel one must cross the floor of a casino with air thick with fetus-threatening exhaled smoke that made me panic every single time (stress = not so great for the fetus, either) until I decided the best I could do, since holding my breath seemed like a problematic, if not unrealistic, option, was to hold a wad of paper towels to my nose and use it as an filter. JB would walk ahead, in a, “Not associated with the crazy chick behind me,” manner and and I would walk as quickly as I could shuffle, trying to own my paper-towel-clutched-to-nose pollution filter like I was wearing a chic Asian surgical mask.

 

 

 

 

And that was just the walk through the casinos. The halls to the rooms were kept so chilly I got goosebumps and just when my body had adjusted to the Arctic chill, bam, I’d be hit with the wall of heat outside.  Heat like I had forgotten existed. Heat that was so much worse than our Santa Barbara heatwave. Heat that made me seek benches in the shade so I could sip my water bottle, sometimes pour it on my head, douse my paper napkin air filter with water and wipe my neck while questioning my sanity for bringing us to this place.

 

 

 

 

 

Suite at Venetian Las VegasOur “living room/office” at the Venetian.

 

 

 

 

Why? Because Vegas is a crazy-loud place filled with talking billboards and loud music and throngs of people who are competing to be even louder.

 

 

 

 

 

Our room became a sort of respite from the chaos. Even if it was freezing before I figured out how to turn the air conditioning down.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Venetian hotel bathroom vanityThis vanity was a nice touch so that one person could use the separate toilet room while another person could agonize over how to get her pony tail to lie flat on top.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lotus wallpaper Venetian HotelThe cute wallpaper inside said powder room.

 

 

 

 

More fun wallpaper in the marble-themed bathroom. Can you imagine if you slipped? Ouch!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Venetian Hotel shower

 

 

 

 

 

And just when things were seeming fancy, we were brought back down by the view outside our window (because I didn’t spring for the additional $45 per night for a view of The Strip).

 

 

 

 

 

 

Room out view Venetian HotelKinda takes your breath away (in a…gasping for fresh air…and green trees kind of way)!

 

 

 

 

I don’t think I have ever been so happy to come home from a “vacation”. Avoiding the smoke, volume and heat was kind of like being stuck in a video game dodging bad guys. For the finale? In the airport, on the way home, I opted for the pat down and the TSA agent commented, “Last flight for you for a while, huh?” Yep, small talk, small talk, (pat, pat). She asked me when I was due (this is not so bad, kind of like a full-body massage). I told her (patting ceases). She says, “Huh, you really shouldn’t be flying,” and divulges that her sister went into early labor while flying, due to the change in altitude, and the plane had to make an emergency landing. “Oh, really, how far along was she?” (weak smile). “The same as you,” (knowing look). “Uhhh…” (gasp, look of horror, more gasping).

 

 

 

 

I tottered over to JB who was waiting at the end of the conveyor belt with my carry-on luggage and repeated the story. And burst into tears. I questioned our pre-parental prudence, “Should we be driving instead?! I cannot go into labor on the plane or the baby might not survive!” He calmed me down. We both cursed the TSA agent. And flew home. Without incident.

 

 

 

 

 

To the safety of our drywall-dust-covered-house. 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pink signature

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Design inspiration from the Las Vegas Design Market

 

Last week I lost my Las Vegas Design Market virginity.  It was my first time. And, wow, was it good. So good that sometimes what happens in Vegas must not stay in Vegas. Especially when it’s perfect fodder for a design blog post!

 

 

 

During the trip, I was lucky enough to stay in a house that was so fancy it felt more French castle than Henderson, Nevada. (Thank you J.T. and S.H.!)

 

 

 

Gate

 

 

It had an outdoor swing that was custom-built (as in the reeds were gathered, soaked, and woven into the basket you see below) to look like a hot air balloon. Uh huh.

 

 

 

 

Hot Air Balloon chair

 

 

 

 

And a sofa upholstered in this fabulous fabric. Oh yeah.

 

 

 

 

 

Sofa fabric

 

 

 

 

But enough about the amazing house.

 

 

 

 

Let’s get on with the show!

 

 

 

I must admit, I felt kinda swanky walking through the front door to the LV Design Center. I mean, just look at that peacock on the glass. Need I say more?

 

 

 

There were three buildings with many, many floors each of which was filled, especially for the show, with design showrooms. It was so tiring, apparently my mind erased how many floors there actually were. Let’s just say we walked from 10 am to 6 pm, non-stop, two days in a row. The glamorous life of a designer. Not.

 

 

 

 

Las Vegas Design Center

 

 

 

 

Inside, there were round mirrors o’ plenty. Round mirror trend alert!

 

 

 

 

Round Wood Mirror

 

 

 

These two sucked me in and I ordered them. Like a Vegas memento. And a reward for all that trudging–I mean walking!

 

 

 

 

Round mirrors

 

 

 

Sputnik chandeliers (or “Spoot-nik” as my mom recently corrected; Bolshoe spasibo, mom.) are also A THING.

 

 

 

 

Sputnik chandelier

 

 

Antler this and that, (loose antlers, antler mirrors, antler chandeliers, and antlers attached to to the heads of their previously alive owners), were ubiquitous.

 

 

 

I did find this mirror beautiful, and all the more so, when I convinced myself it was made from antlers that had fallen, naturally.

 

 

 

Antler room

 

 

 

Do you have a wood plank wall, yet?

 

 

As cool as a distressed wood plank wall looks–I love that they’re almost always made from reclaimed wood and offer a rugged, organic look over something that’s sleek, smooth, and sterile–I have to wonder, are these for us what the wood panel wall was in the 70s? You know, the wood panel wall that everyone grimaces at today and can’t wait to take a paint roller and some white paint to?

 

 

 

Plank wall

 

 

 

There was some pretty stuff…

 

 

 

 

 

Bliss Studio SignThis was just a sign outside a showroom, but I thought it was too beautiful not to capture and share.

 

 

 

 

 

This wall would be easy enough to recreate for instant “wallpaper” on the cheap.

 

 

 

 

 

Abstract wallpaper

 

 

 

 

Feather chandelier fitted with a bulb that changes colors, anyone?

 

 

 

 

 

Feather lights

 

 

 

 

I loved the simplicity of this line drawing and, of course, that it was of a dog.

 

 

 

 

Dog drawing on wallThis would be a nice touch in a kid’s room.

 

 

 

 

Here was the perfect two-in-one: the clever bookshelf chair.

 

 

 

 

Bookshelf chair

 

 

 

 

But if you want a little more b-b-b-b-bling in your chair…

 

 

 

 

Circular ChairThis chair comes with a diamante’ option–the salesperson told me so! I guess she thought I loved the chair, not that I was posing in it because I thought it was so over-the-top crazy.

 

 

 

 

Or maybe a cradle rocking bed is more your style…

 

 

 

 

Okay, for a rock star client (Note to self: must get one of those!) this would be kind of perfect, no?

 

 

 

 

Cradle Bed

 

 

 

 

There were quirky things.

 

 

 

 

 

Backwards booksAnd the award goes to this display for Least Practical Way to Store Books, Ever! (But it did look very cool.)

 

 

 

 

I have a client who I think, I think, I think might have this wallpaper installed in her office. I hope so! I love it.

 

 

 

 

Book wallpaper

 

 

 

 

And there were odd things. Things that made you say, “Huh?”

 

 

 

Like this…

 

 

 

 

Racoons taxidermy

 

 

 

And this…

 

 

 

 

Horse lamp

 

 

 

And this…

 

 

 

 

Gold banana

 

 

 

And even this….

 

 

 

 

Horse tableNote the human leg pedestal table in the background.

 

 

 

 

Some stuff was a little dark. No I don’t mean the ten thousand hanging lights or the sparking geodes (oh yeah, geodes are also A THING; if you want to be on-trend, you must get a smattering for your desk, coffee table, bookshelf, or entry table. Like yesterday or at least by tomorrow).

 

 

 

 

Snake wallpaper

 

 

 

No, I meant dark as in this creepy snake wallpaper.

 

 

 

 

Snake wallpaper detail

 

 

 

 

Some things fell into the category of, “Now who would buy that?”

 

 

 

 

Yellow bling chair

 

 

 

 

Others fell into, “Wow!”

 

 

 

 

Figure sculptureThis was a “Wow”. So was the wall behind “him”.

 

 

 

And others fell into…well, you tell me…

 

 

 

 

Toilet seatThis chair was on display by the escalator and wore tags like it was a totally legit piece of merchandise.

 

 

 

 

We happened to sit down at a snack table where Amy Yancey of Flipping Vegas, and her architect, Darryl, were sitting. We all started talking and they were extremely nice and down-to-earth.

 

 

 

 

Amy Flipping VegasCelebrity selfie.

 

 

 

 

Since a trip to Vegas is not complete without venturing out to The Strip, we headed there and witnessed some good design in the Ladies’ Room in the Paris Las Vegas Hotel.

 

 

 

 

 

Paris bathroomThose were some fancy Kohler sinks. Ooh la la.

 

 

 

But, by far, I thought the most design “eye candy” was had at The Cosmopolitan.

 

 

 

Even their sign in their parking garage was exciting.

 

 

 

 

Cosmopolitan Las VegasThose letters were at least as tall as a professional basketball player.

 

 

 

 

The entrance to their China Poblano Chinese/Mexican (?) food restaurant took “making an entrance” to a whole new level.

 

 

 

 

 

Poblano Las Vegas

 

 

 

 

The dog sculptures at The Cosmopolitan weren’t bad either.

 

 

 

 

 

Dog sculpture CosmopolitanJust look at that carpet! That wall pattern!

 

 

 

 

 

But the three-story chandelier for the aptly named The Chandelier Lounge…had us at “three-story chandelier”.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cosmopolitan chandelier

 

 

 

How about you? Are you seeing antlers, geodes and distressed plank walls EVERYWHERE? But not snake wallpaper, gilded bananas and toilet armchairs, right? At least, I hope not!

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