Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Su Casa es Mi Casa (Part II of Tex's Furniture Blogging Adventure)

Well, kids, Tex is back from her long travels, wild adventures, and mysterious rendezvous (rendevi? rendevouseses?) in the distant East. And she's brought something to share with you.

You know, until recently, I wasn't big into 'furniture stores.' Why buy furniture, I asked, when fruit crates fall off the back of trucks all the time, and you hardly ever run into trouble collecting cardboard boxes? Well, times is changed and Tex has seen the light.

That light is Su Casa.

As those of you who read last week already know, Coda and I entered Su Casa's Test It/Blog It/Win It contest on a tipsy loaded drunken completely s***faced fun whim - never thinking we'd actually be selected to perform our jobs (blogging is a job, right?) in exchange for goods and services, and certainly never thinking we'd actually like doing so.

In fact, we showed up at the Su Casa store championship-style: a week late, a little bit drunk, and 15 minutes before closing. The very sweet woman at the desk greeted us happily nonetheless, in that tolerant-amused-jaded way that only Baltimoreans can manage, and welcomed us with open arms into her store.

 It was f***ing awesome. 

Before we get to the real meat of the review (that comes in Part III, kids), I want to take you on a delightful photographic journey through the maze of wonder and happiness that is the Su Casa store.

Su Casa's a garden of magic; it's a nirvana of design; it's a love letter to Baltimore, in all of its beautiful, simple, tacky, complicated, violent, lovely, charming glory. 

It's simultaneously Towson prep and Hampden hon; Ashburton buppie and Cherry Hill local; Canton penthouse and Pigtown rowhouse. It's the comfortable couch at your best friend's house and the swanky bar set at your boss's place. It's aspirational and accessible and personal but structured. It's global and local; it's pink flamingos beside Louis XIV couches; it's ravens by the register and blue crabs by the windows; it's monogrammed koozies and baretta-shaped ice trays. It's wildly and deliciously home.

Tex has found her furniture Xanadu. 

Friday, April 13, 2012

the one where we entered a Su Casa contest

Kids, gather round.
KIDS. I said  'gather round.'
Jameson, Cooley, Tulla, Whinnie, Deanston, Cutty - get in here.
Mummy wants you to look at something.

Now then

A few weeks ago, Tex was engaging in her usual Friday night routine - slamming whiskey with state officials, cursing incompetent aurifabers, and sexually harassing off-duty astronauts - when she stumbled upon the Test It. Blog It. Win It. contest being held by furniture moguls Su Casa

Now, drunk Tex loves contests like drunk Coda loves starting fights with Steelers fans. So naturally we entered, and will be blogging our merry little lives away for the next few weeks. (Settle down, Cooley, love - this won't affect our summer plans at all. We're still going to see your little friends play in their soccer game or whatever.) And in the interest of full disclosure (and in an effort to teach you some semblance of good taste in home decor), we're going to share our adventures with Su Casa in all their gory, gin-soaked gloriousness.

We naturally figured the best place to start would be at the beginning: with our illustrious application.


From: Tex and Coda <texandcoda@gmail.com>
Subject: Blogger Application


Name: Tex and Coda
Email: texandcoda@gmail.com
State: Maryland
Blog URL: thecoolestkidsintown.blogspot.com
Furniture Preference: Bar

Why is your blog a good place to showcase your furniture preference?
Our blog's a great place to talk about bar furniture - mostly because our readers (and ourselves) spend quite a bit of time there. Our home bar's been carefully stocked, and we post new drink recipes ~1x/month. Granted, our recipes are at best alarming and at worst wildly irresponsible, but what's a little vodka-and-grain alcohol between friends?

Show off your blogging skills: Describe the dinner you had last night.
Honestly, it was mostly gin. There was some sort of a meat involved, too - steak? Veal? Long pork? I remember hooves being mentioned. Okapi? Horse? Good god, I hope it wasn't horse. If I ate a horse, my kids are *never* getting in to Princeton. Let's just say gin and potatoes; vegetarians are popular this year. This isn't going to print, right?


I'm certain you can see why they chose us.

Thursday, April 12, 2012

mixes & matches

I don't wanna brag or anything, and I certainly don't want to jinx our current streak, but it looks like Tex and I are on our way to becoming reliable updaters. So with that in mind, I'm posting 2012's first Awesome Blog of the WeekMean Girls of Panem. And kids, I promise you will not be disappointed by what happens when the Burn Book meets the Girl on Fire.

A tumblr that combines my two favorite things so seamlessly? One that's replete with Tina Fey's sense of humor and Katniss's attitude? It could only be the work of fate (or maybe just one awesome girl). And even if it's not destiny, well, it's definitely my new favorite way to lighten up a heavy hour or two. (And yes, you read that right, Mean Girls and The Hunger Games are my two favorite things.)

So hurry up and add the tumblr to your RSS reader, follow Mean Girls of Panem on Pinterest, and admit to yourself that Mr Katniss Everdeen is never got going to be funny. Never.


One of the reasons I was so compelled to do an Awesome Blog of the Week about Mean Girls of Panem is because its author doesn't pull any punches. She was rightfully appalled when critics started calling Jennifer Lawrence fat, and I was so impressed by her response that I contacted her and asked if she'd thought about addressing the horrifying, racist comments people have been making about the two black actors who were cast as Rue and Thresh, respectively. Renee and I agreed that the backlash against casting Amandla Stenberg and Dayo Okeniyi was both abhorrent and ridiculous; we also mutually wondered if any of those assholes had left their e-Klan rallies long enough to actually read the book.

And then this happened:

Guys. My friend crush totally noticed me! 

Friday, April 6, 2012

pretty pink ribbon

Over the past five years Tex and I would like to think you've gotten to know us pretty well. You know we hate hipsters, love Ramshackles, and that we have a preppy streak a mile wide. And that preppy mile of ours? It's paved in grosgrain.

Ever since the tragic shredding of my favorite ribbon belt from high school (faulty D-rings, it's still hard to talk about) I've been on the hunt for something new to love. And I'm happy to report that I've found it. About a week or two ago we received a package from our giveaway partner in crime and, kids, its contents have brought us nothing but joy.

We've gone on record before about our affinity for Chesapeake Ribbons, but now we're walking the walk, as well. I've worn my new favorite belt every single day since receiving it, and not one of those days has passed without getting at least one compliment on it. I'm telling you, this stuff is cute.

So what did we get? Glad you asked. We'll start with my beloved belt:

Pink flamingos, naturally. They're a Baltimore classic. And if you want to lighten the belt up a little, you can do what I did and request pink webbing behind the ribbon instead of blue. It's a much brighter look, perfect for the warm months ahead.

This is one of the Chesapeake Ribbons Gift Sets - a line of presents for the wee prep in your life. This particular set features a tiny little belt and pacifier clip, Tex gave it to some friends of hers so their son could be stylish even in his earliest years.

With bright colors and a pretty pattern, this key fob had us from hello. Currently it's being used as intended, but ever since I stumbled across this post on the Chesapeake Ribbons blog, I can't help thinking that maybe I'd like it even better as a luggage tag.

As if all of this weren't great enough, it turns out Chesapeake Ribbons also a charitable organization, which means when you support it, you're also supporting autism awareness groups, cancer research institutions, and children’s cancer organizations. You can't get much better than that.