Sitting here watching another disc of "The Hustle," which Guy brought over the other day. Today was interesting. I think that things went forward in life.
Was talking with Guy this afternoon - and trying to come up with names for the Phaeton and the Impy. He thinks that the Impy deserves a name that calls up the early 70's. Something that conveys blunt power combined with elegance.
The Phaeton, he asserted, needs to have some name that suggests high elegance.
Today, I was driving back from Nicole's place and was cruising on Westheimer .. a black Phaeton W12 went sailing by me. It was so fine looking. I know that Brian hates those cars from the depth of his soul, but they are stunning in an understated way. The one I want is so subtle as to be a mere whisper as it glides through traffic.
The kitchen looks fagulous. Fantastic. Amazing. It's not even close to being done, and it's just stunning. The halogen lamps in the breakfast area that were glaring and harsh are now looking elegant and more colorful.
I was hunting around on Craigslist tonight and found a very cool Mies van der Rohe knock off table and four chairs that would go great in the revitalized breakfast room.
Matticia comes in just 30 hours.
Up to 37 guests confirmed for the party. Shooting for 48. You know, 48 for 48 years.
This show (The Hustle, remember?) is awesome.
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