Here’s a tip for you should you be heading to Sydney anytime soon. Stay in the apartment of the couple behind Empirical Style. You’ll have to pay a fee of course, but you get to hang out amongst the bohemian stylings of this flea-market happy pair (without the couple themselves being present. I assume they take your money and make themselves scarce). Just look at all the chalkboards you can write on and sculptural drawers you can place your luggage in! Very cool. And if you can’t make it to Australia, check out their online shop, which shares an aesthetic with The Roving Home, vintage school maps and all.
Introducing a new semi-regular feature here at the The Roving Home:
Rube in the City
Not to make too much of my Midwestern roots, but as we know from thousands of hours of analysis and Woody Allen movies (the same thing, really), place is everything. And even though I’ve never really entirely identified with being born and raised in a rural community, the country life begins to feel (as a movie hillbilly might say) all-powerful familiar whenever I’m confronted by the sheer otherness of city life. Still, I love my experiences, when they come, of wading into the hordes of people, the wild thickets of buildings and cultures found in the world’s major cities – or at least the five or so of them in which I’ve spent time – and have no shame about engaging in some wide-eyed staring at… everything. (I’m a little more discreet when it comes to staring at people. I think.) Continue reading