#and wallpaper. miami decor

[wanderers-of-sornieth]

Contemporary Bedroom - Bedroom

[benbemine]

Loft-Style (Miami)

[katanra]

Beach Style Bedroom (Miami)

[alongtaleoffashion]

Miami Children Large coastal girl with a dark wood floor and a brown floor in the kids' room White walls in a children's room

[kimberlaylk]

Explore the best living room interior design to match your style.

Let’s start with one of the most popular name in the interior design. Pedini Miami team have interior designers who will change your interior look. Our master builders create unique, modern entertainment centers and bar stations into your existing decor.

[vippediatricdentist]

What Qualities Must A Good Pediatric Dentist Have?

You must locate a pediatric dentist ideal for you, whether they are attending their first appointment or you are looking for a new dentist to continue their care. Learn more about the best characteristics to seek in a pediatric dentist and childrens dental care practice by continuing to read.

Good with children

An excellent pediatric dentist for kids Miami fl must remember that they are a dentist for kids when interacting with the child. Dentists shouldn't work as pediatric dentists if they aren't nice to kids. It manifests itself in several ways. First, as previously noted, the dentist must maintain their composure and good nature no matter the situation.

They should be able to calm the child down even in dental crises. They ought to refrain from being patronizing. For some dentists, this is challenging. When speaking to a child, it's simple to fall into patronizing speech and actions, but this may cause the child to avoid the dentist.

Calm and kind

No matter what the situation, pediatric dentists should always be able to maintain their composure and kindness. Medical professionals cannot transmit that tension to their young patients even under stress. Children can tell when a medical expert is worried when they see it. The last thing you want is for your child to feel anxious while they are here.

Kindness and a calming voice should also come through in addition to this calm disposition. If your child has cavities or plaque, you don't want the dentist to make fun of you or your child. The child can refuse to go to future dental appointments if the dentist shames them.

Accessible

When you need to look for a new pediatric dentist, you should ensure that they're accessible enough that you'll be able to take your kid to dental appointments. Your child won't benefit from visiting a pediatric dentist office near me with unreasonably irregular hours.

Even if your work hours may accommodate that schedule, kids shouldn't have to miss class unless there is an emergency to visit the dentist. The office should also be near your residence. It is practical for dental emergencies and reduces the time the child spends in the car feeling frightened or angry.

Children friendly environment

You may want your new dentist's office to be welcoming and comforting for your child. Pediatric dentistry offices frequently have a more "kid-friendly" atmosphere than family dentists or dentists who focus on treating adults. The waiting area can contain engaging decor, wallpapers, or kid-friendly activities. The personnel should treat you and your child with friendliness and warmth.

Great with dental anxiety

You can prevent dental anxiety by bringing your child to the best pediatric dentist Miami while they are young. Still, it is always possible. A professional children's dentist is prepared to assist your child in overcoming dental fear since they are aware of it. Even with the best dentists, some kids still experience difficulties. For a dentist who is well-prepared, this is not an issue. Pediatric dentists frequently offer sedation dentistry in addition to routine operations.

Conclusion

We hope the above-given information will help you learn some beneficial and valuable details regarding the qualities of a pediatric dentist. For further informative updates, please visit vippediatricdentist.com.

Article Source : https://www.transitsblog.com/what-qualities-must-a-good-pediatric-dentist-have/

[superpost-man]

💎Luxury lifestyle💎

[hometoursandotherstuff]

The Op Art walls in the entrance hall to Mitzi & Zack’s Atlanta, Georgia loft was done with Washi Tape. The whole apt. was a proud DIY but the entryway took so many days that most people mistake it for paint or wallpaper. Would you believe that they’ve already moved out of this fabulous place already, and the next tenant had the landlord at to the lease that he wouldn’t change some of the decor.

There are tons of ideas here. To make this custom rug, Mitzi used carpet squares.

The pedestal is a plaster DIY made of cardboard post cement pour tubing and Styrofoam Christmas wreaths.

Bold, whimsical, postmodernism of the ’70s – ’90s style. Mitzi also collects tropical plants.

The low art shelf was made with stairs painted white. The shelves are held up by "old Beanie Baby Acrylic Cases filled with gold leaf or blue cement dye. All found on eBay."

The sofa is from 1986.

Her favorite things? Washi Tape! You’d be amazed what you can do. Killz primer for any furniture remodeling. And Flor carpet tiles; the limit is your imagination and they’re so pet friendly.

In its previous life as a school, the auditorium balcony, which makes up the ½ story and the upper story, was part of the old stage lighting and projector area. It now houses the bedroom.

The sideboard is from IKEA and was hacked with doors and circular hobby wood. 

Gallery wall called “The Wall of Whimsy.”

The first thing a guest will say to the others when they first see it, is “Come into the bathroom!”

Mitzi’s towel storage is an old entryway console she found for $50 on Facebook Marketplace.

In the guest bathroom are all pieces of Washi tape in various sizes (you can buy giant washi tape).

Since they only lived her for 2 yrs. and moved out, I would imagine that since they couldn’t take the walls, they’re busy Washi Taping the new place.

The pink mirror was DIYed with Great Stuff spray foam and Krylon “Ballet Slipper" spray paint.

She DIY-ed the trash can to match the bathroom, too.

The headboard is a painted piece of plywood cut by a friend.

The Monstera is held up by a stool.

A planter was made from half a disco ball.

The main bathroom is an homage to Mitzi’s love of the Colony Hotel in Miami and the Stylenada Pool Café in Korea.

Mitzi was able to buy a small amount of wallpaper for this project on Etsy. 

https://www.apartmenttherapy.com/tropical-plant-collector-post-modern-atlanta-loft-36982812

[andyquidgley25]

LOVING THE JUNGLE... BLANCHE DEVEREAUX ... BANANA LEAF WALL PAPERS ❤️😍❤️😍 #art #wallpapers #jungleprint #style #fashion #men #women #gay #picoftheday #miami #decor https://www.instagram.com/p/B2zSTVDnR8w/?igshid=1e223zlboiqew

[theladyofdeath]

The Ranch {1}

An A Court of Thorns and Roses, Nesta x Cassian, Modern AU, fanfiction.

Collaboration: @throne-of-ashes-and-beauty​ x @tacmc​

Summary: Nesta had spent years in Paris, living her dream and drowning in riches as a gourmet chef, capturing the hearts of the city and its people. But, after her father passes away unexpectedly and leaves his cozy, countryside B&B to his oldest daughter, Nesta is moving back home to the tiny town of Velaris, where the ranch, her sisters, and her father’s unfulfilled dream, awaits.

Sidenote: Being posted between two blogs, it is too chaotic to keep up with a tags list, so all chapters will be tagged with “#TheRanchNessian” & “#SharaCollab”.

A/N: Shelby and I have been writing this for MONTHS and we are so excited to start sharing it with you all! As always, let us know what you think, and enjoy. :) We will be going back & forth posting chapters, so look for chapter 2 on her blog! 

The Ranch Masterlist

Nesta knew absolutely nothing about ranching.

Even worse, she felt absolutely nothing as she got out of her little red car and stepped onto the dirt path that led to the house.

She had grown up on this ranch, had run around and had adventures with her sisters in these pastures. Yet, as she took in everything she had inherited, she felt nothing.

She hadn’t been to the ranch in years, not since her mother died when she was eighteen. Now, almost a decade later, it was all foreign. It used to look so lively and magical during her childhood, but now it was nothing more than an old, big house built upon a huge chunk of land full of cattle.

Nesta hated cows. They smelled horrible.

She started walking up the path to her childhood home, when she saw the faded, peeling sign in the yard.

Belles & Blossoms Bed and Breakfast

The restraint Nesta used not to roll her eyes was only thanks to the fact that she was well-rested from her stay in Velaris’ newest hotel, the Manor House. The five-star hotel was supposed to be a hotel and spa, but it was more of a resort than anything. After her flight had landed, she had treated herself to a nice dinner and a massage and facial. The stress of knowing she had to come here had been wreaking havoc on her nerves and the special treatment was exactly what she needed.

But now that she was here, now that she was standing in front of the place she’d fought so hard to get out of, she wanted to turn around and check back into her room. Instead, she walked up the stairs, swiped the key from the underside of the rocking chair - where it had always been -  and let herself into the house.

The first thing she noticed was the heat. There was a definite breeze coming from the vents, but the air was by no means cool. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, hoping this was not going to be an indication of how this all would go.

It looked exactly like she remembered, not a single thing having changed. The leather furniture was still prominently featured in every room, the rodeo memorabilia hanging on every wall. She sighed as she walked into the kitchen and to the sink, gazing out the window. She could see the house her father had built on the property a few years back. It had stayed mostly empty, as her father had opted to still live in the old farmhouse.

She would not though, she would move into the modern house on the back of the property, close enough to still be there for her guests, but far enough that she could have privacy if it was ever needed.

Nesta didn’t anticipate it would though.

Her own sisters didn’t even know she was back in town. It had been years since she’d spoken to Feyre and Elain and her texted occasionally, but Nesta knew nothing of their personal lives and they knew none of hers.

Nesta hadn’t even come to her own father’s funeral.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to. But she couldn’t.

Quickly, she made her way through the rest of the house, cataloging what she saw in her head and already thinking about what changes she would make. When she got to her old bedroom, she paused, lingering in the doorway as she took in how it was the only room in the house that didn’t match the style of the rest.

No, Nesta had never cared for the rodeo lifestyle her father grew up in. Her sisters tolerated it, but just like her mother, Nesta couldn’t stand it.

The walls were still the deep grey she’d painted them, covering up the awful wallpaper featuring ropes and steers. The furniture was elegant and simply stated, dark wood with sleek lines. 

There were no blinds on the windows, leaving the view down to the river uninhibited.

Nesta smiled, feeling a bit of pride as she took in how good her room looked in comparison to the rest of the house. She also let out a breath of relief as she realized it was one less room she’d have to redecorate.

She would do the rest later. Being back was beginning to take its toll. Nesta hurried back out the front door and hopped in her car, driving it further down the old dirt road. Nesta used to love the scenery. There were trees scattered across the landscape, trees that Nesta used to sit underneath in the spring and summer and read her books. Her father used to ask her to help out around the ranch, but Nesta was never interested in ranching. Her sisters helped him, always, and that seemed to be good enough for him.

Nesta pulled up to the little house her father had built and turned off her car. For a moment, she just sat in the quiet, staring at the little house. 

It was cute, even on the outside. There was a little porch with one old rocking chair. The door had been painted red, and Nesta smiled, remembering it was her mother’s favorite color. 

Once she got out, she opened the trunk and pulled out her bags. Much like the main house, the key was underneath the rocking chair. She let herself in and froze.

It was practically empty.

Her father really hadn’t spent much time in there. But why would he? He loved the main house, loved interacting with the guests that would stay there once he turned it into a bed and breakfast.

Besides, it was the home they had lived in as a family. As much as Nesta wanted to get away from the ranch, her father had always taken pride in his family.

Nesta included.

Which was why he left the ranch for his firstborn, she assumed. 

Nesta walked through the empty living room and into the back bedroom, where a simple, bare, full-sized bed sat opposite of a wooden dresser. Other than that, a mirror hung on the wall as the single piece of decor. 

Nesta tossed her bags on the mattress before finding her way into the bathroom. There was a shower with no curtain, a sink with no soap, and a toilet with no toilet paper. 

At least the place was decently clean.

After rummaging through her bag and changing into jean shorts and a t-shirt, Nesta found herself in the kitchen, finding it - shockingly - empty before making a serious mental note to go to the store before the day was over. Sheets, soap, shower curtain, shampoo, food…

She needed it all. 

Before she could feel even more overwhelmed, she found herself on the front porch and breathed in the fresh air. It was then that she noticed the little log cabin sitting on the other side of the dirt road.

There had been a ranch hand, hired by her father, when Nesta was little that used to live in that cabin. She couldn’t remember his name, but she remembered his smile. He was a kind, older man who had passed away before Nesta turned ten. 

Promising she’d revamp the little log cabin after taking on the main house, she slipped on her tennis shoes and walked back up the dirt road. 

She could hear the cows in the distant field and supposed she would have to hire a new ranch hand if she were to keep the ranch going. She sure as hell didn’t know what to do.

Jogging up the stairs, Nesta let herself back in and paused in the entryway, trying to decide what her plan of attack should be. She could clean first, but then when she decided what should stay or go, she’ll just discover more dirt and dust. Or she could start a throwaway pile, but that would definitely stir up the dust.

Nesta groaned and dropped her head in her hands. When she’d first gotten the phone call from her father’s lawyer, letting her know that he’d left the B&B to her, she didn’t even want it. She started looking into what she needed to do and how much she could sell it for, house, land, and business. It had been a decade since she left and she hadn’t looked back once. Why would she now?

She’d found early success in the culinary arts. She studied in Miami, New York, Paris, Rome. She traveled the world. Her father couldn’t really expect her to give all that up, to give up her life, to come back to the town she grew up in, and run the bed and breakfast he started after she got out.

But he did. He trusted her with his dream and with his ranch.

And so she found herself back in Velaris, in the middle of summer, in a house with limited air conditioning, scrubbing the antique baseboards on her hands and knees. After she’d completed the living room, the molding a wholly different color than when she started, she stood and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She fanned herself and looked at her watch.

Only 10:45 in the morning and it was already pushing 85° outside. Nesta quickly realized she’d need to get someone out to work on the air conditioning unit as quickly as possible, and went to the kitchen to grab a bottled water from the fridge.

As she walked through the house, she quickly opened up her browser and looked up a number for a local company that could hopefully get to her quickly. She found one that could work on HVAC and plumbing, and decided to have a once overdone on the entire house. She selected the number and hit send, putting the phone to her ear and opening the fridge.

Nesta hung up the phone, slammed the fridge shut and gagged all in the same second.

Apparently, in the past four weeks, the fridge had gone out. Everything inside had gone bad and though she was used to working in a kitchen, she had never smelled anything so foul in her life.

Nesta has already planned on replacing the fridge, and every other appliance, in the outdated kitchen, so she wasn’t too upset. Just frustrated that would have to be handled so soon. She put the phone down on the counter and tied her hair back in a ponytail.

Air conditioner would have to wait. This fridge had to go.

She sized the thing up, eyeing it from top to bottom. Maybe there was a dolly out in the shed she could use to push it out the back door. It was smaller than an average refrigerator, after all. What could go wrong?

She reached back behind it to make sure everything was unplugged. Then, she slowly took everything out one by one, tossing it a giant black garbage bag she had found in the cabinet.

Nesta was so focused on what she was doing, she didn’t hear the back door open and shut.

“There’s a six pack in there. Hopefully you didn’t throw that out, too.”

Nesta jumped, nearly hitting her head on the open freezer door. “Fuck!” She turned around, and froze. “Who the hell are you?”

He stood there, hair loose around his shoulders, sweat gleaming across his bare, inked chest. He had on filthy boots, covered in the gods knew what, as he stepped into the kitchen.

“I’m wondering the same thing.” The man leaned his hip against the counter that ended at the back door. “Can I help you with something?”

Nesta just blinked, staring at the man, trying to decide if her day could get any more strange. “You can help by getting the hell out before I call the police.” She grabbed her phone, hoping that he knew she was serious. “Have you ever heard of knocking? Trespassing? Or do you always just let yourself into random womens’ back doors?”

The man didn’t try to hide his gaze as he let it drag down her body and settled it on her ass. “Hmm.” He crossed his arms and focused his attention back on her face. “Usually, I like to have dinner with a woman before I ask her to let me in her back door, but I guess if you want to be so direct about it.”

Nesta’s mouth dropped open and she unlocked her phone, giving it her attention. “I’m calling the police.”

“Good,” the man said, pulling a kitchen chair out from the table and sitting down. “I can’t wait for them to get here and arrest your ass.”

Her finger froze where it hovered over the green button. “Me? Arrest me?” She started to laugh.

“Sweetheart, I don’t know what you think is so funny, but I’ve been here every single day for the last eight years, I’ve never seen you in this house once.” He leaned forward and braced his elbows on his knees. “Now, I’ll ask one more time. Can I help you with something?”

Every single day for the last eight years.

“My name is Nesta,” she said, standing a little straighter. “I’m Isaac Archeron’s daughter.”

The man only stared at her, blinking every couple of seconds. “I’m sorry, you said that you were Nesta?”

She nodded.

“You’re kidding me,” he chuckled, standing up. “He left it to you? Really?”

Her eyes narrowed. “Why is that so surprising?”

“Because I’ve met Isaac’s daughters. You know, the ones that have been in his life in the last decade.” He walked toward her and reached past her shoulder to one of the beers that sat in the door of the fridge. He popped it open and took a long, slow drink before saying, “You weren’t one of them.” 

He didn’t move from where he stood less than a foot in front of her. He was massive, but Nesta didn’t cower from his size, although it took everything in her to look up and meet his humored gaze instead of staring straight ahead at his chest. 

“Now that you know who I am, I suggest you tell me who you are,” was all she said, not giving him the satisfaction of a response to his jab.

He grinned, taking another drink before introducing himself. “Cassian. I’ve worked for your dad for-.”

“Eight years, yeah, I got that,” Nesta interrupted. “You take care of the herd?”

He nodded. “And nearly everything else. Used to work alongside Isaac, but did everything pretty much myself once he took a turn for the worse.”

Took a turn for the worse.

Nesta tried to pretend like the words hadn’t punched her in the gut. 

“I see. And do you live here?” Nesta asked, gesturing to the house around them. “If so, you’ve done a shitty job keeping the place up.”

“No,” he said, finally turning his back to her to resume his spot in his chair. “I live in the old log cabin. This house has been neglected for the most part since your dad took-“

“A turn for the worse?” Nesta finished for him. “Yeah, got it.”

“Do you like to finish people’s sentences?” He asked, brow raised. “I’m sensing a theme.”

Nesta ignored him, closing her eyes and sighing. “I’m not sure what my father was paying you but-.”

“He wasn’t,” Cassian interrupted, taking a page from her own book and cutting her off. He finished what was left of the warm beer and threw it across the kitchen into the trash can. It went in with precise accuracy. “What I mean is, he hasn’t been. We came to an agreement at the end of my third summer here, when money was getting tighter. He knew he couldn’t run this place without a ranch hand, but he couldn’t afford to pay me. So he gave me the cabin, signed it over to me. Deed is in my name,” he said, seeing the look on Nesta’s face. “All of my utilities are covered by the B&B. I don’t pay a dime for that house. In return, I do whatever needs to be done on these twenty acres.”

Nesta stared at him, trying to decide if the man - Cassian, he’d said - was trying to deceive her or if he was being genuine. She may not know him, but when it came down to it, she knew her father, and she knew that letting him live for free on their family land is exactly something he would do. “How do you make money then? How do you afford to eat and buy clothes and other necessities?”

“I have other ways to make money, don’t worry about that,” he said, standing and brushing dried mud off of his jeans. He didn’t give her much more time to ask questions as he stood and headed for the door. “I’ll come by and fix the AC later on this afternoon. I have to go into town for feed so I’ll pick up the part I need then.” He was out the back door and his heavy boots were clomping down the wooden stairs.

Nesta ran after him, flinging the door open. “You knew the air conditioning was out? Why haven’t you fixed it already?”

Cassian turned around and looked at her. “I just told you that I don’t technically get paid for the work that I do. My boss, your father, was the one who paid the bills here. It’s been over four weeks since the electric bill was paid and I was trying to keep this place up and running as long as I could with what little money I had saved.” As he passed through the gate that led out to the pasture and the horse stalls, he grabbed a sweat-soaked t-shirt that was draped over the fence and tossed it over his shoulder. He continued to walk backward as he finished explaining himself. “I knew we weren’t going to have many guests in the B&B any time soon and decided that feeding the living creatures that live here was more important than cooling the empty house.”

Nesta watched him walk away. Once he disappeared into the shed, she turned around and went back inside.

Every ounce of anger and frustration had left her. Suddenly, she was feeling empty. Cassian had spent the last eight years with her father, her sisters, working this land and making a home here.

She shook the thoughts away as she tossed the rest of his warm beer cans into her garbage bag.

_____________________________

Nesta had decided to commit the rest of her day to making the little house she now occupied feel a little more homey. She’d gone to the store to pick up a few decor items and some food, along with sheets and a shower curtain.

However, when she pulled back into the driveway, a silver truck was pulled up in front of the main house.

Elain was sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch.

Nesta couldn’t help but smile as she got out. She hadn’t even reached the steps before Elain was running into her arms.

“You didn’t tell me you were coming!” She said, holding her older sister tight. “Cassian texted me.”

“Ah, the rude cow wrangler,” Nesta muttered. “Joy.”

“He’s great,” Elain said, smile fading.

Nesta cleared her throat. “Sorry I didn't let you know I was coming. It…all happened so fast.”

Elain shook her head. “I’m just glad you’re here. Gods, I missed you.”

There was a time when she and Elain had been really close. Leaving her was much harder than leaving Feyre and Isaac. But, Elain was destined to stay in Velaris forever, and Nesta didn’t want that.

Yet, she managed to end up in the damn town, anyway.

Elain got in the passenger seat of Nesta’s car and they headed down to the new house. Nesta began pulling the bags out of her back seat and Elain, helping her carry them up the porch stairs, asked what all she’d bought.

“Everything,” Nesta laughed, pausing to unlock the door, but finding it already open. “Dad didn’t have anything in here, so I figured I’d at least-.”

Nesta froze as she stepped through the threshold, the bags falling to the floor. There was something that sounded far too similar to glass  breaking for Elain’s liking, but Nesta didn’t seem to notice as she breathed, “Where did all of this come from?”

Where there had only been open space earlier, there was now furniture. A couch and entertainment center took up the living room area, and a small breakfast nook now sat in the corner by the kitchen.

“It was mine before I moved in with Azriel,” Elain said, an amused lilt to her voice. “Why do you think I’m in his truck?”

“Elain, I can’t- this is-.” She stopped and swallowed hard, turning to look at her sister. “Thank you.”

Elain just smiled. “It was in storage. I’d rather you be using it than gathering dust in our garage.”

Nesta nodded, slowly, unsure of what to say. “So… Still with Azriel, huh? Moved in together?”

“Yeah, I think he’s going to propose soon,” Elain said, brown eyes lighting up with pure adoration. “I can’t wait.”

“That’s great,” Nesta said, and she meant it, although it didn’t sound like it. She was still in shock. Overwhelmed. She was so incredibly overwhelmed.

“I told Feyre you’re here,” Elain said, sitting on the couch in the little living room. “She said she’ll try to stop by soon.”

Nesta knew it was a lie, but she forced herself to smile. “Great.”

Her and Feyre hadn’t talked since she left. Nesta was eighteen. Feyre was only fifteen, and she refused to understand how Nesta could just take off after they’d just lost their mother.

And Nesta had never attempted to explain her reasoning to her youngest sister.

To anyone.

“So,” Elain began, once the silence became too much. “What plans do you have for this place? Dad, obviously, thought you could bring it back to life. You’ve always had an eye for such things.”

Nesta snorted. “We both know that’s not true. Dad only left this place to me because I’m the oldest. And why don’t you ask me the question you really want to ask?”

Elain attempted to look confused, but failed.

“Don’t bullshit me,” Nesta chuckled. “And don’t worry. No, I’m not selling it. I thought about it. But…” Nesta shrugged. “Dad trusted me enough, for some damn reason, to leave it to me. And we grew up here. I know you all think I’m a heartless bitch, but I’m not that heartless.”

“We don’t think you’re a heartless bitch…” Elain trailed off.

“Just a bitch?” Nesta laughed, sitting next to her and propping her feet up on the small coffee table.

“Shut up,” Elain said, bumping her with her shoulder. Nesta gently shoved her back and Elain laughed, resting her head on her sister’s shoulder. Nesta leaned her own head atop her sister’s. “I missed you.”

“I missed you, too, Lainy.” Nesta smiled. Using the old childhood nickname Elain had hated felt too easy and when she heard her sister groan, she knew she’d hit her mark.

Elain stood. “I should go. I told Az I was running the stuff over here and then I’d be back home. That was almost two hours ago.”

“You did this all by yourself?” Nesta was shocked looking at the furniture around her. It was nice, a good, sturdy quality. It wasn’t cheap by any means, and thanks to that, it didn’t seem light. Nesta imagined her gentle sweet sister trying to get the couch she currently sat on through the door by herself.

Elain laughed and said, “Cauldron, no! I can barely lift the coffee table by myself. Cassian helped me.”

“Cassian?” Nesta lifted a brow.

“Yeah, the rude cow wrangler, remember?” 

Nesta scoffed. “No, I know his name, it’s just…” That was nice of him. Was his shirt still off? “Why didn’t Azriel come to help?”

“He’s at work. Just started a new job in town at the dealership. Mechanic. Works on the tractors and whatnot.”

Nesta didn’t know much about Azriel, only what Elain had told her of him. Although, if she remembered right, they all went to the same high school.

She didn’t care, though. All she cared about is that this Azriel treated her sweet Elain the way she deserved to be treated, and judging by the light in her eyes when she spoke of him, she knew that he was. 

“He said you two got off to kind of a rough start,” Elain said, stopping just in front of the front door.

“Azriel?” Nesta asked, genuinely confused.

Elain giggled. “No, Cassian. He really is a good guy, okay? Give him the benefit of the doubt, I know you don’t trust people easily. But dad trusted him with everything and he’s been around for a while. He’s the best ranch hand you’re going to get for this place. He loves it like it's his own.”

Nesta just huffed. 

“Anyway,” Elain went on, showing herself out. “How about we all get together for dinner tomorrow night? We can go anywhere, your choice.”

“Who is all?”

Elain shrugged. “Me and Azriel? I’ll see if Feyre wants to come. Maybe even ask Cassian-.”

“I don’t think-.”

“I’m glad you’re back,” Elain said, smile bright, cutting off her sister’s protests. 

With that, Nesta watched as her sister walked back up the dirt road toward the main house.

Huffing out a breath, Nesta turned and looked at her new home. It wasn’t much, just a bedroom and a couch and a bathroom, but it was home. She’d make it hers.

Just like the main house and just like the bed and breakfast. She’d make them something she could be proud of.

And so, as the sun went down, Nesta got to work.

[browndavisblog]

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The Ranch in Orlando, Florida

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The Ranch in Orlando

Aug 31, 2020

The Ranch in Florida

Architects: VSHD Design

Location: Orlando, Florida, USA

Tuscan Transformation: Dubai-based VSHD Design expands its international portfolio with the completion of their first U.S. residential project – The Ranch

VSHD Design, a Dubai-based interior architecture firm specializing in residential and commercial projects, is proud to unveil a luxurious residential design within the Four Seasons Orlando Resort in Florida. With 22,000 sq. ft. this project marks the first residential undertaking of the firm in the United States.

“From the onset, we realized that we were facing numerous challenges with this project,” notes Rania Hamed, interior architect and founder of VSHD Design. “In addition to strict regional building and environmental codes, there were requirements imposed by Four Seasons Resorts to ensure that the residence blended stylistically with its neighboring properties.”

A modern Tuscan approach In approaching the external Tuscan theme exhibited by homes within the exclusive development, the challenge was to maintain some existing structural elements, while delivering on the client’s vision of a modern home that would be luxurious, yet warm, comfortable, and ideal for entertaining guests. The client envisioned a sort of boutique-style hotel environment that would provide family and friends with privacy and luxurious amenities, even in the absence of its owners. To achieve that challenging balance, Hamed embarked on a mission to modernize the external Tuscan façade, while infusing contemporary luxury into the home’s interior to align with the client’s vision.

While Tuscan architecture in its purest form embraces natural, rustic elements, VSHD Design avoided abundant use of materials such as brick and wrought iron in lieu of a modern interpretation. Gray brick overhangs positioned above the external façade’s windows and passages pay homage to Tuscan influences. Black frames of expansive French windows, certified to hurricane standards, provide contemporary contrasts to the façade’s white walls, culminating in a modern Mediterranean style that adheres to the Four Seasons aesthetic requirements.

To complement the structural design, VSHD Design developed all of the home’s outdoor spaces, beginning with its swimming pool. European limestone tiles, stylistic planters, and luxurious sunbeds from the Italian design house, Gervasoni, provide the exterior spaces with an authentic Mediterranean look and feel.

Seamless transitions While the exterior exudes modern interpretations of mandated styles and standards, VSHD Design approached the interior of the house as somewhat of a blank canvas. Working with a timber structure, as opposed to concrete columns and beams, was a new experience, however, Hamed found inspiration in the challenge.

“I saw beauty in some of the original structural elements and I wanted to maintain as many of them as possible,” she explains. “I decided to leave some of the exposed beams intact, as opposed to hiding them behind a layer of gypsum.”

Exposed wooden beams reflecting the original structure’s integrity were maintained, with layers of dark stain and black metal trim added to provide a more industrial feel. Hamed also focused on ensuring seamless continuity between the home’s interior and exterior spaces. Upon entering the house, Carrara marble flooring carries the influences inward, where Tuscan-style arches define the separation of the home’s interior spaces, reinforced by clean, modern, and slightly protruding architraves. The architraves, composed of black matte stained oak, contrast with the interior’s white walls and light gray marble flooring, providing the home’s public areas with a very contemporary look and feel. In living spaces designed for more intimate experiences, Carrara marble flooring gives way to hardwood floors.

“Marble can have a bit of a cold feel to it, particularly when framed by white ceilings and walls,” explains Hamed. “We created a transition to hardwood floors to provide certain spaces, like the living room and the study, with a much warmer ambiance.”

Boutique-style accommodations The main floor houses the master bedroom, highlighted by a luxurious contemporary décor and direct access to the adjacent pool area and outdoor shower, designed as part of VSHD’s vision of an indoor/outdoor lifestyle. The master bedroom’s spa-inspired adjoining spaces include a freestanding bathtub as the centerpiece of a spacious bathroom that also features an individual toilet and shower cubicles. The bathtub is flanked by a wall of floor-to-ceiling French windows on one side and dual washbasins with custom-designed mirrors on the other. Completing the spa-like theme, a small spiral staircase leads to an upper-level gym area featuring a steam room and waterjet shower.

The spa-like feel and amenities extend to the home’s 6 upper-level guest suites, half of which offer private external access for guest stays while the owners are away. Each self-sufficient guest suite features a unique decorative style and is equipped with a mini kitchen, a small pantry, and a spa-inspired bathroom.

“The client’s brief focused on a concept where each room should have a completely different, yet thoroughly modern theme,” explains Hamed. “We incorporated Chinese, Spanish, and multiple other influences in order to provide each suite with its own distinct character and mood.”

The client’s vision of a boutique-style hotel extends to the home’s main dining room, inspired by Italian architect Ettore Sottsass. A ‘modern-retro’ black and white console from Italy contrasts against a wall panel of gold leaf wallpaper, bordered by marble. The panel’s adjacent walls are characterized by ribbed white paneling with a stained wood base, while a cloud lighting fixture from New York’s Apparatus Studio provides adds a celestial touch to the room.

Pièce de résistance In order to tie the interior spaces together, VSHD Design embarked on an ambitious plan to develop a new patio space at the center of the house to create stimulating visual links between multiple areas of the house. To separate the pool area from the patio, and to connect the master bedroom to the living spaces, the design team built an enclosed lanai with four expansive French windows on each side, which infuse the passage with natural light. The abundantly lit corridor is lined with wicker chairs, creating a fabulous reading room with the feel of an open space courtesy of pool views to the left, and patio views and greenery to the right. At the end of the passageway, a staircase to the left ascends to the second level of the home alongside floor-to-ceiling windows that overlook the patio and offer views of the lanai and other external spaces.

“By blending traditional elements with a modern contemporary mix, we succeeded in achieving a contrast that works well,” notes Rania Hamed. “We didn’t want that contrast to be too soft, so the use of black and white, with Carrera marble flooring, provides the home with a strong modern-vintage look.”

The Ranch, Orlando, FL – Building Information

Architects: VSHD Design Location: Orlando, FL, USA Area: 2200 sqm Lead Designer: Rania M Hamed

About VSHD Design Founded in Dubai in 2007 by interior architect, Rania Hamed, VSHD Design is a multiple award-winning interior architecture firm renowned for the style, functionality, quality, and attention to detail of its projects in Dubai, Abu Dhabi, Cairo, London, Amman, and Florida. The firm combines extraordinary talent and global experiences to create exceptional spaces that are as “cutting edge” or “timeless” as each client’s vision.

VSHD’s mission is to develop architectural and interior design experiences that are distinctive, compelling, and of superb quality. Infusing modesty and elegance into the transformation and repurposing of spaces, the firm has garnered international recognition for the beauty and subtle luxury of its projects.

Photographer: Koen Van Damme

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MAD City Rentals is a project designed by Egue y Seta in 2018 and is located in Madrid, Spain. Photography by VICUGO FOTO

“Do you want to come to Madrid? Try to book yourself a tourist apartment for the weekend using the booking app of choice … That one in Malasaña with little terrace and the bar looks great, but that other one in Chamberí is also very cool and although smaller, its sofa-bed “will do” cause it´s just so stunning… For those who want to feel in Miami Beach without crossing the Atlantic, you have this one, in La Latina, filled with neon lights, “flamingoes” and all the pastels of art deco; for those of you who like to feel like English Lords, there is this other one, very close, entirely covered in chesterfield couches and antique bookcases….

The competition within the real estate market in Madrid, whether for sale, short-stay or rental apartments, is getting tougher day by day and the requirements on the aesthetic and functional quality of such real estate products are consequently increasing, becoming ever more specific and fall, of course, over us architects and decorators. And we´re loving it! Real State promoters have been forced to abandon the safe bet that minimalism made all too easy and are being pushed to “embrace” the risk involved in trying new styles to directly allude to a target composed of grown up “x-generation” members and hyper-segmented millennials, extremely “socially-networked”, raging “review-holics” and most likely “over-hashtagged”.

This is how three apartments of almost identical layout and located in the same building ended up looking like entirely different “worlds”. Which one do you like the most?

The One with the Botanical Chic. A festival of natural, earthy and vegetal colors and textures that go from the sandy neutrals to the cooler greens, including some orange and golden hues to take your eyes to that specific corner or that particular piece. Here the “green” is not only conveyed through the botanical lithographs, the textile patterns of the decorative cushions, or the mint tone of the wall; the vegetal fibers chosen for the seating of the dining room, the coffee table and the pouf´s raw lining are “green” in spirit too; also, the bamboo headboard of the bed in the bedroom matching the wicker door fronts of the nightstands; and all linen textiles ranging from linen to silk and cotton want to inscribe themselves into this natural trend. ¿Would you say this is rustic? Perhaps, the molded skirting boards in white, in conjunction with the mirrored doors and the architectural and decorative lighting help contain that “cottage” “look & feel” while providing instead a hint of sophistication to a scheme that otherwise might have seemed too Provencal. If this “little apartment” has not left you “green” with envy, try taking look at the next one.

The One with Brit-Blue Was that style called Oxford or Cambridge? Neither we know this nor is it, truly, so crucial, but who said that one could not combine all those aged leathers, those velvets, those woods and those Chesterfield sofas with enveloping protagonist walls painted in deep (and electric?) blue? Who said that distressed brick walls only worked within the most rabid industrial style ambiances? Are maps, fish and dogs too masculine motifs? Or is it possible to “feminize” a little the whole set by including greenery, mirrors, lighting and decorative details in gold, here and there? Was versioning that deep blue to a lighter aquamarine tone in the second room, or representing it in all its depth, but through a patterned wallpaper on the headboard wall a risky decorative pirouette or do you consider it instead a (stylistic) betrayal? No need to decide now! Before, why don´t you just join us to visit the third of the apartments.

The One with Organic Lux. Can decorative luxury be approached from a more organic and less “green” perspective? It can! The wood and marble grain can be combined with golden and stony structures. The uniform softness of the velvet may indeed work with organic-inspired graphic patterns in the form of shells or petals. You can superimpose images of a “raging until abstraction” sea to that of a tame black panther. You can dye leaves gold and turn them into plates; bottles to blue so that their color “floods” the surrounding walls; and to frame our own reflection in gold to see yourself “shine”, every day. You can assemble all the above on top of Persian carpet over which it would be a pleasure to walk barefoot while covering the bed with gray dots, gold stripes and green gabardines over which it would be hard not to dream.

What about you? in which of these three apartments would you prefer to live?”

MAD City Rentals by Egue y Seta MAD City Rentals is a project designed by Egue y Seta in 2018 and is located in Madrid, Spain.

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Curious what that yellow shipping container is doing on our plaza? That’s the roving home base of our friends @caribbeing, and this August they’ll be stationed out front for their third annual, month-long residency. Inside the container you can find works by six emerging Caribbean artists which we’ll feature here throughout the month.

Working between photography, video, installation, and design, Tiffany Smith creates photographic portraits, site responsive installations, user engaged experiences, and assemblages focused on identity, representation, cultural ambiguity, and displacement. Using plant matter, design and home decor elements, pattern and costuming as cultural signifiers, she apply visual references from an array of multi-cultural influences to inform temporary habitats that serve to articulate cultural subjectivities that oscillate between visitor and native roles and parse the definition of “home.”

Specific references to the Caribbean living room or front room enter the work through the use of home decor objects and aesthetics such as custom designed wallpaper, live and artificial plants, and faux finishes. The staging of objects within these installations relate directly to how living room spaces are appointed in this context and how this practice relates to creating a safe space in which its inhabitants can feel empowered by a reflection of their cultural history and family legacy.

Stop by during Museum hours all month, and click here to see all the great free Thursday and Saturday activations happening around the space in celebration of our Caribbean community.

Tiffany Smith (Bahamas/Jamaica). Haitian Woman from Miami with Machete, 2015. Archival pigment print mounted on top of custom print wallpaper.

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F A L L L O A D I N G . . . After an eventful summer facilitating the Design Your World program, designing a Ft. Pierce residence and completing a few other surprises, things came to a halt. I’ll spare you the details… . Now…New projects and goals are on the horizon and I feel inspired to invent and design new art and wallpaper moving forward. That includes continue the collection bringing awareness to Coconut Grove and Black Diaspora. . We’re just 1 week into the officially Fall season and I have a few ideas for some creative Fall decor. Is it too late to decorate? Nawh!!!!!!! . Today I’ll be indoors getting my creative juices flowing, while the passing hurricane lubricates sunny South Florida. . Stay tuned to see what’s on the horizon. . Featured Art: Kunal 1 . Kunal is the second painting of a series entitled "People and Plants". Each painting represents a season and Kunal claims Autumn. . #zehaus #iamze #kenzieleonperry #falldecor #falldecorating #autum #blackart #blackartist #supportblackartists #interiordesign #interiordecor #miamidesigner #miamiinteriordesigner #birdofparadise #artofinstagram #instagramart #afroart #afrocaribbean #caribbeanart #caribbeanartist #miamidesign #miami #painting #acrylicpainting #painting #painter #portrait #portraitart #walldecor #wallart #artists (at Bird of Paradise) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjDcuyLLLZb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=