Would You Like Some LSD With That?
Whip out your empire shades, rolled arm sofas and deco breakfronts, because neo trad is all the rage. I saw this coming a while ago and had no problem embracing the equestrian chic aspect of Waspy decor — mile high hundred year old paintings of daddy’s hunting dogs? check. Tobacco stained chesterfields lodged deep within hazy, dark paneled libraries? check. And then there is the toile… times a zillion.
However, I suppose I’ve generally maintained a sense of irony regarding traditional decor — if done it must be done to the maxxxxxx. I mean, I’m young… ish. I even used to have a nose ring (it was the late 90s… ok, maybe I’m not so young anymore). Anyway, I don’t do stuffy. But I do see a new path for me in the neo trad world. It’s still crackers, but far more achievable than adopting an overblown, waspy ritalin chic aesthetic.
I shall dub this Acid Wasp.
This is the gist: furnishings are pretty and traditional/transitional. Candelabras are welcome. But if the furnishings are safe, the art must be risky. Crazy. Downright psychedelic. More like this:
Andy Gilmore, you have obviously indulged in the wide world of psychotropic drugs and I think your Vasarely-ish art would be supah floss with a poufy skirted sofa and a fringed lamp. Throw in an antique curved burlwood coffee table and I am in love.
As much as I would love to make this moodboard (can you dig it?), I have to put away my acid dreams and do some real work right now. Also, today is Ike’s first day at daycare preschool, and I need to pull myself away from the hypnotrance inducing insanity of these pictures.
It would not do for mommy to arrive at the center with swirly eyes and drool caked at the corners of her mouth. That would not be traditional at all.