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NEWSDAY
07/21/05
Showhouse
envy: Do try this at home
---Irene Virag
When I go to a
showhouse, I get wrapped up in it as if I'm at a terrific art exhibition
or a film documentary. I'm thrilled by furnishings big and small,
by wood floors and fabric-covered ceilings and state-of-the-art stoves.
By things I wish I had the space and the money to try out. But I'm
also inspired by real possibilities. By ideas I can pull off in my
own home.
At a showhouse
in Bay Shore a few years ago, I spotted a small office built into an
alcove. It spurred me to turn a long shallow closet into a built-in
office, complete the with computer desk and shelves. And an
unattractive television room became a cozy haven we now call the study.
We laugh when we say "study"--it sounds like something out of an English
novel--but its appropriate.
Showhouses take
us into realms of design we'll probably never reach. But at their best,
they make us think about our personal spaces. Most of us have a
practically primal need to renovate and refurbish, to tweak, to change,
to improve. From igloos to ice palaces and log cabins to mansions,
our homes evolve along with us.
I thought about
this recently when I visited the Hampton Designer Showhouse in
Southampton, which House & Garden magazine sponsors to benefit
Southampton Hospital. To me, Southampton is the kind of place
where high hedges hide fantasy estates---or to put it in another way,
when I was a kid and didn't know better, I figured that anybody who
lived in houses like those had to be happy.
The statistics
of the showhouse gave me pause--7,300 square feet of living space on a
two-acre plot, with spreading specimen trees and lots of lawn. I
understand that it goes for about $8.9 million. It has four levels
and an elevator. The grounds are very English manor, but, for that
kind of money, they could stand more flowers.
The show itself,
which features the work of 18 designers, was exciting. I was
turned on by an absolutely fearless use of color. I loved Charlotte
Moss' tangerine-colored sitting room and Bunny Williams' pink and brown
living room, and there were walls in a guest study by Geoffrey Blatt.
Three of them caught my attention in Farrow & Ball's Blazer red paint'
the fourth provided a lively contrast with a pale green wall
covering made of split bamboo. Moving to the other side of the color
palette, there was Jamie Drakes' shimmering ice-blue and silver bedroom.
He used silver linen fabric on the ceiling, diaphanous silk taffeta for
window treatments and handmade blue and silver wallpaper by Alpha
Workshops.
And I came away
with mental pictures of design elements such as the Ann Sacks glass
tiles, that architect Basil Walter used in a curved shower. Or the way
Steven Gambrel answered the challenge of a multilevel wall above the
fireplace in the foyer--he created a grid of nine antique mercury glass
mirrors that reach to the ceiling.
For me, some of
these things were just to look at. I admired the many well decorated
second-floor decks, but I'd need a second floor. And I gushed over the
huge island in the kitchen as well as the computer desk, the six-burner
Viking stove plus an electric cook top, the dining area, and the
butler's pantry. The only thing is, the island itself would take
up half my kitchen.
But the kitchen
by Kerry Delrose did include features I could legitimately lust for.
Such as the double fan over the cook island, the pongee and linen shade
over the chandelier and the four-slice red VillaWare toaster. And
it was probably my Hungarian ancestry, but I went right to two Herend
teacups on the counter.
I'm thinking
very seriously about the long narrow hallway that photographer Lucille
Khornak turned into a portrait gallery. Unlike the usual posed
family shots, Lucille's photos capture feeling as well as faces.
My own hallway may not be long but it is narrow--and it could use some
perking up.
One of my
favorite spaces--it spoke to my inner couch potato--was the basement
media room, or "the great American television room," as designer Scott
Sanders calls it. The room combines retro references with
contemporary touches. I absolutely covet the Fujitsu plasma television
that sits on a cherry-red table. I was smitten with a
four-compartment magazine cabinet on casters, which just might be a
solution to my growing piles of home and garden magazines. And I'm
still talking about the vintage TV-show lunch boxes framed like works of
art above the 12-foot-lont table lined with giant glass jars of
MaryJanes and Bit-O-Honey and other penny candy. Those were the days.
Throughout the
showhouse, little details enhanced the grand design. A shell
turned into a pencil holder, a starfish used as a paperweight. I was
charmed by something as simple as feathers in a vase.
And I took heart
to see that most of the diverse decors shunned minimalist vistas of
uncluttered space where no human being--at least not this human
being--could ever live. "Clutter is in," I heard someone say. Of course,
it was never "out" at my house.
I may never have
a canopy over my bed like the one in designer Peter Dunham's upstairs
guest room. But I liked the way he used the same St. Tropez pattern of
soft red, emerald green and Pacific blue fish and shells for the canopy,
the window treatments and walls. He even had a bathrobe of the
same fabric casually tossed on the bed. I have matching wallpaper and
window treatments in my study, but maybe I'll think about doing more
with fabrics elsewhere.
That afternoon,
when I got home, I looked around and thought, "I love my house." But
perhaps we should save up for that plasma TV. Maybe I'll check the attic
for old lunch boxes. And I've got lots of vases. Now, if I could
just find the right feathers.
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