Friday, May 26, 2017

Mascara House by mA-style architects

Mascara isn't just for makeup anymore! It's for dreamhouses! 

Mascara House by mA-style architects

This wooden house is located in Japan by mA-style architects. Part of the home is lifted off the ground and curved like the hull of a boat. Included in the design are Glass screens on opposing sides of the living space separated by level floor surfacing with curved outer edges that lend themselves to create  balconies that are also sun loungers. The two-storey wings contain the other rooms of the two-bedroom family home with a great room. 









Would you love this dreamhouse?

Barbie would!


Kisses, m.

Wednesday, May 24, 2017



A friend gave me sad news last week and it made me cry for about four days in between living. Yes buddhists cry & get upset. When the moment and feelings arise... a person who is not fully enlightened will cry out of being present to their emotions but most likely recognize where they are suffering and try to release it. For myself, I'm not enlightened and I may never be but there's nothing like the present... Buddhism teaches me to focus on the present moment. As always I can share with you the answers but I can't say it's for everyone until they experience it themselves. That's the journey. Honestly it's not always easy staying in the moment. Sometimes I'm a bit neurotic; thinking of a bunch of things when I meditate. It's very human of me and I love it. 

My practice also teaches to give love & compassion to others. Even those who are not compassionate. You see love in Buddhism is nothing more than wishing for or willing the happiness of others...  and often I'll include people in my Metta to wish them well if I can not show them a kindness. 

Here's something simply short that's from Water. It really needs a new name... hmm?

Do you cry? What do you do to stay in the present? 

Kisses, m.

4:01 p.m.


It’s 4:01 p.m.


The ticking of the clock is no match for the pounding sound of my heart as the cool air of the afternoon blows against my hot skinLess than a minute has passed since the phone ringing pierced the silent house. Black mascara tears stream down my face as he speaks faster than my mind can keep up. I would stop him from telling me but I can not force words from my lips. You can live in the wreckage of the moment, but it’s no longer the dream house you remembered. All you can do is pull yourself out of the rubble and slowly rebuild yourself. The important thing when you get stuck in the collapse of moment is force yourself to move on. 


Moving is all I can do as I clutch the telephone tighter. Things can only wear you down and try to break your spirit if you let them. A sobbing breath escapes my lips and it’s all I need to do to make him stop talking. He pauses and calmly starts.


Hey, are you ok? How are you?”


I was going to call you sooner.” My voice shakes.


“But you didn’t and…”


And I didn’t. Simply hearing his voice say it breaks me into tears again. I can’t control my reaction to anything he’s said about his day, about his work and it doesn’t change that it has nothing to do with the way I’m feeling in this moment. 


“I’m sorry.”




Sort of.”


“Ok. Let’s do that thing? 5 things; GO!”


“Clock, phone, oven, skylight, applesauce.”


“You bought it!” 


Applesauce! Yes and a handful of peaches for garnish!


Without another word, my tears are dry and I can feel his smile on the other end of the line.


It’s 4:15 p.m.

400 Grove by Fougeron Architecture

Barbie loves the urban appeal of city life and there's nothing gritty or dark about it that needs saving...  when you are surrounded by the finer things.

400 Grove by Fougeron Architecture


Set in & inspired by the traditions of San Francisco, these luxury condos are at the heart of Hayes Valley. With its elegant architecture & interiors, beautiful courtyard and on site restaurant 400 Grove creates a lavish retreat within the city to call home.





Would this urban setting appeal to you?

Barbie hopes so!
Kisses, m. 

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

6 x 6


Somtimes we are trapped in the little rooms of our minds. Even with the most disciplined spiritual practice of meditation it's easy to feel out of sorts. Some days my life feels like it's... feels like I'm hanging from my ceiling and the universe makes little sense. I could resist the feelings and let it leave me spinning but my Buddhist practice insists to simply go with it. It's ok to recognize the confusion of things but try not to let it keep you from enjoying life.

Here's a new 300 from Water which I'll be releasing soon. I'm considering changing the name. The series was written/inspired three years ago and I'm in a different place. C'est La Vie!

Do you get stuck in your head instead of focusing on the present? 

Kisses, m.


Six feet by six is the size of the room we selected, shared and decorated with our bodies. Afternoon light and sounds cascade across the wood floor as the warm summer air is interrupted by a cool breeze entering the window. Goosebumps run up and down his arms and legs. He’s been awake longer than asleep today so I let him rest. His chest raises and lowers quicker and a slight moan suggests his dream startles his psyche. I place my hand to his head and wipe away sweat before gently placing another pillow under his head. 

The same memory has woken me a hundred times over. And I can’t fall back to sleep. So I watch him quietly during our midday slumber. Waking to a feeling that seems to never completely pass leaves you haunted. My sleeping hours are filled with thoughts of actions that can’t be taken back and musings questioning if they ever existed. You can’t know what someone’s thinking or feeling but there’s so many things you see when you look closer. 


Watching his chest expand and retract reminds me how precious life is. As the lazy sun climbs the walls and blankets the floor, I see his eyes open. Watching me back he smiles and says nothing. I feel out of my body as though I am looking down on it all and realize that I feel more present in this instant with him, someone I hardly know, than I’ve felt in a long time. Gently he places his hands on mine, lips on mine, circling me closer with his legs reminding me what it’s like to feel human again. For a moment I’m liberated from the room in my mind that’s much smaller than the one we share on this warm day in June. 





Friday, May 19, 2017

Dream Roomspiration: BDSM

Some people might consider a little BDSM as the key to making their dream room romantic. This doll has things that she fantasizes about and can't fault others for their ideal romantic dream rooms. 

Dream Roomspiration: BDSM 





Would you care to try a little BDSM in your dream room? 

Barbie is curious.
Kisses, m.