Every time I think I'm over and past mid-century modern furniture, I stumble across truly jaw-dropping pieces and I'm just devastated all over again. Yesterday I met up with John and Richard (up from Cupertino) and we walked around Valencia checking out shops and what not. We stopped in at a few vintage shops, but the one above had stuff that stopped me in my tracks (what they don't have? a listing on any location authority — not google maps, not foursquare, not instagram. Soooo, I have no idea what this place was called — it's next to Thanh Tham II. EDIT: John informed me the place is Monument — they used to be across the street, and nothing has been updated.)
Like-new Hans Wegner papa bear chairs. Gorgeous benches in original upholstery. And in that pic at the top right? An extremely rare Finn Juhl NV45 teak settee in mint condition with the most beautiful curved arms for a cool $36,000. I guess when I think I'm over MCM, I realize later what I'm over is the endless sea of MCM-ish pieces that dominate every home now thanks to Overstock and the like (mine included) — the either counterfeit or reissue Eames DAWs and LCRs, the Artek stools, the Saarinen womb chairs, etc. The real stuff — the old stuff — those still have the air of magic about them.
After that we headed over to Hi Tops in the Castro for dinner. We were probably there for 30 minutes or so when Richard's friends from work showed up, and shortly after that Robbie and Brian joined us as well. It was a great time. Easy conversations, lots of laughing, great food and drinks (plus free Pocky courtesy of a pop-up on the way there). We ended up at 440, where about 10 minutes in I dropped a glass, but! It just bounced up, didn't break, and it was only water,, so no harm, no foul.
Earlier that morning, John and I woke up late, having gotten to be super late the night before after dancing at Polyglamorous' November Wig party (OMG, on the way home we happened to see Jesse Bradford — still SO hot, it's not fair, it's dumb — getting out of a car and heading into a residence/hotel). After a disappointing breakfast at Tratto, the underwhelming spot that took over BDK, we retreated back to my place and made up for it by dressing Hex up in the wigs from the night before.