Stunning grand staircases…something romantic about a staircase…it is kind of like a door…architectural, beautiful, metagphorical…okay I am going too far perhaps but I love very grand stair statements in homes.
Best of friend FF, who I mentioned earlier this week, has a very grand staircase in her NOLA home. When I am visiting her and her family, I always imagine myself walking down that staircase in a ball gown! I know, princess dreams. The one time I was quite dressed up for a party at their house and decided I would make a grand entrance, I stood at the top of the stairs, took a deep breath and headed down, with my chin up, smile on my face and shoulders back. I was so busy thinking “oh this is my moment, walking down a grand staircase, making a grand entrance” that I failed to notice that there was a 20 person choir at the bottom of the stairs just about to start performing. Hence I got 3/4 of the way down, noticed an audience down at the botttom of the stairs, then saw the choir and then had to turn and hike up my dress and march back up the grand staircase in my formal attire to find my way down the back stairs. Oh well. I still think grand staircases are made for grand entrances. Waiting for my opportunity!
P.S. Big weekend for us here in Malibu. My guy TE’s dad and stepmom are visiting and my mother and aunt are coming over for a lunch as well. Should be fun. We still have nearly no furniture…had to bring in some extra dining chairs from my old house…we will make do. We’ll have each other!