misosouper, a shopping blog

Facing facts:  I’m a bit of a floozy for modern, graphic textiles.  While the furniture in Casa Misosouper is low-slung, low-key mid-century modern, the pillows, upholstery, and fabrics explode in patterns of riotous color.  (Think I’m kidding?  Come over for a visit.)

Which is why I’m so stoked about this coupon code from Amenity Home; with fall20, take a 20% discount off your purchase (excluding the Muir Furniture Collection).  Mix and match windblown, organic pieces like the ginormous floor pillows, stretched hemp prints, and durable table linens, or fall in love with the new Arroyo tabletop collection, gorgeously crafted in chunky walnut.

Here’s what I’d choose:

1.  Birdseye 26×26 Hemp Pillow; 2.  Arroyo Salt and Pepper Block; 3.  Grass 12×20 Pillow; 4.  Trail Placemats; 5.  Woodland Squirrel Blanket; 6.  Cove Duvet Cover.

This bag, handmade by Miami-based Lucha Workshop, is :

a) huge.  Which means I can stuff my traveling nursery in it with room to spare.

b) denim.  Which means it will be virtually indestructible.

c) screenprinted with a charming yet terrifying mishmash of gun toting zombies, sea monsters and eyeballs.  Which means it will probably bite you if provoked.

When I was 20, I went through an entire year in which I wore nothing but very tight, very graphic (think artistic, not “Florida Girls Squeeze Them Better”) t-shirts.  I preferred shirts with drawings of big hands, or abstract explosions, or women’s faces.

While wearing said t-shirts–my favorite look was a little tee with trousers, which made me an accidental Victoria Beckham?–we frequented a downtown Orlando bar called Chillers, which was like a giant alcoholic slushie machine dispensing neon drinks for the low, low price of $1.  (I even took my grandmother there once.  Hey, 80-year-old women appreciate the land-locked beach buzz too.)

These days, I make my own drunk slushies, thanks to 7-11 and the flask of vodka stashed in my glove compartment.  And thanks to the ironically named t-shirt company Chillers, I wear the slightly more grown-up, limited-edition version of lady-face while I’m at it.

I want this magnificent display hanging over my head every morning.