i'm just going to cut right to the chase today. my daily obsession is as simple as ABC and yet, done correctly, can make a huge statement. i, the princess of the paisley pineapple, am drawn like a magnet to just about anything with a TRADITIONAL MONOGRAM on it.
however, i will be the first to admit that i haven't always felt this way. once upon a time in a land far away i found most monogrammed items to be tacky and cheesy. i reserve a special abhorrence for "first name" monograms, particularly when parents plaster them all over their children's belongings. not so much for the fact that i just have a innate distaste for them, but because everyone knows (or should) that kidnappers absolutely adore how easy it is to lure a child into a comprising position when they already happen to know their victim's name. so my muffins, if you are reading this remember, friends don't let friends wear name monograms.
now back to the good goods, TRADITIONAL monograms. as a lifelong fan of typography, and a publications designer by trade, it's only natural that i would find these ligature-like initial combinations so alluring. i'm particularly drawn to the park avenue-like scroll work of the fancy script monograms and on the opposite end of the spectrum, the angular, tribeca-like ones. just another in a long list of my style bipolarities, always one extreme or the other.
i'm pretty sure that nothing could possibly be more lady-like than having your very own set of monogrammed stationary and calling cards from dabney lee. if you find something superlative, please do let me know. stationary designers (fun job alert!) have always had great offerings in so far as monogrammed items are concerned, but soft goods and housewares with tastefully done traditional monograms were much harder to come by, until recently. i was instantly obsessed with this monogrammed wrapping paper i found at neiman marcus, which made sense, when i saw the price tag of $90 a roll. i think it's pretty safe to say that i would much prefer to feed 100 starving children in africa for a week, than ever pay that much for a roll of wrapping paper, however chic it may be.
i swear, my husband must have pottery barn radar, set to alert him whenever a precise keystroke sequence is made on my keyboard. a financial defense mechanism he has cleverly established to counteract the effects of my inborn (i get it from my mama) pb obsession. case in point was just the other day, i was coveting this gorgey set of monogrammed sheets (pb does them BEST) when he walked in and reminded me that i had purchased a pb bedding ensemble only a week earlier (oh how quickly i forget) and that "i must be on crack if i think i'm spending any more money there this month." so, they will have to be put on hold until i get bored with my butterflies.
i may have lost the sheet battle, but i won myself this darling little silver bank, which happens to be wearing a name tag on it's collar that is engraved with the initials of the apple of my eye, my cherished miniature dachshund, darby jane {DJP}.
you have probably noticed by now that i really like etsy, like, A LOT. as an artistic person, i really appreciate handmade goods and have a lot of respect for all the brilliant artisans who try to make a life for themselves by offering their wares in the (virtual) marketplace. as a child, i spent many spring weekends at the michigan state university art & craft festival and as a result, will forever cherish the heirloom-like quality of craftsman goods. one of my favoritist etsy finds of late are these monogrammed initial wax seal pendants by ritzy misfit. i read on her site that they are going to be featured on the style network or something, but remember, you found them here first.
well, that's all i have for today, possums. i'm going to snuggle up to my bdp and djp and enjoy the rest of my sunday evening and it is my sincerest hope that you will do the same.au revoir & toodleloo,
LP
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