I'm a complete carnivore. I like my steak medium rare, I order tartar when I can and I hate veggies. My mother on the other hand, loves vegetarian food. For the longest time, she could never convince me to share a bloodless meal. So she tricked me.
Chinese people are very good at making vegetarian “meats”. It's tough, juicy and thoroughly deceptive. I was nearly fooled the first time I had it, only I couldn't decide what meat it was that I was chewing. When I finally asked my mother, that's when she got busted.
Real goods or the fake stuff, I've come to realize that as long as it's good, it's good, Take the Kiwami fur. Generously thick and luxuriously soft, it's faux fur that can pass for the real thing any day. It could make the herbivores at PETA lose one reason for their existence.
Kiwami furs are MADE IN JAPAN. It's developed from Kanekaron Modacrylic fiber which is extremely fire-resistant. In other words, set a Kiwami fur rug by the fireplace and add some wine, chocolates and rose petals to the scene. That's Harlequin romance for you right there.
No fireplace? Here's a thought: toss it against the sofa and voilà! - you got your very own love couch.
These aphrodisiac entities go by the name Love Fur Rugs at RugsUSA.com, not surprisingly. Find them in white, grey, brown and black and find a true love for faux fur.
My parents like to consider themselves freethinkers. But when disaster strikes, they can't run fast enough to the temple, then to the church, then to the fortune teller/psychic/astrologer. My religious convictions as I discovered recently, have everything to do with my genes.
To cure me of my recent run of very very bad luck, religious logic says I need to wear loads of red and plenty of gold, and then replicate that tacky theme into my interior decoration. OMG. I could use some help to balance out the ill effects of my supertitious clutter.
Something with that requisite red or gold but in sensible proportions would be a lifesaver. A Jute Rug for example. Warm earthy tones hemmed with a border of red or gold. Or blue or green, brown or black - but those are not quite the options I'm looking into for right now.
The Jute Rug kind of reminds me of the mats that Buddhist monks sit on when they meditate or chant prayers in the temple. Perhaps it could provide some of that Zen to help me score some karma points. Ha. But seriously, as far as I know, jute has no known mystical properties. In fact, it is a vey ordinary and commonplace product.
You can trace its humble beginnings to the tall jute fields of Bangladesh, India and China. Harvested in humid conditions, fibers of the jute plant are stripped from their stalks and spun into yarn. They are then woven into more recognizable forms as rope, burlap and now Jute Rugs.
Simple and rustic, the Jute Rug could be just the talisman I need to ward off the more overwhelming elements of my ugly new bedroom. If you too, require some decoration SOS, check out our Jute Rugs.
Some people I know, make it a point to go home once a month - to see family, get free food and most especially, enjoy mother’s wash-dry-fold laundry service, gratis. Me? My mother’s halfway across the globe.
The point is: I do my own laundry. For a time, I separated whites from the colors. Now everything goes into the same washing machine. Hot, cold, permanent press, whatever - it’s all going in.
Something like the Prairie cotton rag rug is just what I need. I can recycle it over and again like a good old t-shirt, except you probably won’t find holes in this rag after years of wear and tear. Nor will it put holes in your other laundry or run its color on them. Dump it in with the whites, mix it up with the delicates – it’s a-okay.
For a rug that can be handled so casually and in my case, carelessly, the Prairie cotton rag has a surprising pedigree. It’s hand-woven in India then pigmented with fine European dyes. But even more surprisingly, it’s not expensive.
There’s an understated elegance about these rugs. It comes in solid colors but its woven texture makes it anything but one-dimensional. Use it to lend a touch of calm to your home office or for that matter, lighten up any war zone in the home.
Why I would move out of my family home and move into full-fledged poverty, I have no clue. What I do know very well by now is survival on a shoestring. From my point of view, anything cheap is adorable. Well, almost anything.
Lately I’ve discovered that cotton Jersey shag rugs are pretty darn adorable. And I mean it literally too. It’s like a raggedy mop of plush confetti. If like me, you’re going for decor that’s artsy yet appropriately restrained for a starving professional, this is it. Or, if you’d like a retro look or a just-plain-comfy feel, hell yeah.
The cotton Jersey shag comes in an assortment of colors. My favorites are the ones with a solid shade of Cafe Au Lait, a.k.a. off-white and the Mauve, a multi-purple version. The shags are also available as a yellow star or pink heart – very cute.
The best thing about the cotton Jersey shag is the way it feels to the touch. Like rolling down a grassy hill, perhaps. I have the urge to lay down and roll on it every time I see it.
Feel it out for yourself right now. Or wait till summer in Central Park, to find that grassy hill.
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