Here's an excerpt from a convo to Sparrow I was just thinking on. She'd been telling me about how psyched she was to do some house remodeling serious construction-type stuff. Which I was exhausted just reading, but she said she had infinite energy for- not so with jewelry. So this is me:
"no that totally makes sense. some ppl are more comfortable with a certain scale. for me, the scale of jewelry- how it fits in your hands, how it is finger-fiddling size- is just perfect. but i know most ppl, its so small it would drive them nuts. for me the fine-diamond-setting size is nuts-driving. not to mention the ppl who, like, paint on rice and shit. anything that needs magnifying- kill me now. but i know men, for example, are more comfortable at building-construction scale. like i read once an article by this guy wondering why his wife always packs but he always fits the suitcases in the trunks and insists on hauling them around. he said that part of it is just more satisfying to him, the other just a hassle. and his wife thought vice-versa. an actress friend of mine i was like -how can you handle the scale of it... having to interact w/all these ppl on such a huge project. mine is tiny and i dont have to coordinate. she said that she felt like mine was much more of a pain cuz i had to see it thru start to finish, not to mention selling it rigamarole. whereas she shows up, does her part, leaves the hassle to the rest of them.
ok, wow, let me get off this fucking topic already."
Here's a glimpse of hotel. This is so Uruguay.
The ornate bit, the cramped tininess. Of course this is all original from maybe 150 years ago. Sigh.
She called this the Man Cave Bar:
Here's the fountain of lover's locks.
Finally, I had to share this picture she took