It's a designer's job to push the envelope and make us see things we've never seen before, sometimes thrilling us along the way. I’m not a Nervous Nellie by any stretch of the imagination, but some spaces make me tremble, even as I applaud them.
Doesn't Ellen DeGeneres live in California? Along fault lines? Where there are earthquakes? All that heavy breakable glass sitting in a glass box hanging from a couple of measly hooks over the kitchen island really stresses me out.
My body's reaction to this home library from Covet Garden is bifurcated: 1) My heart palpitates at the thought of so many glorious books; and 2) The rest of me gets vertigo.
Never mind this mirror toppling over on me. I think it could also eat me for breakfast if I turned my back for two minutes. Nonetheless I completely love the rose-tinted leaning mirror in this room from Style & Minimalism.
If you’ve ever seen the movie Flash Gordon, there’s this incredibly tense scene where he is forced to stick his hand blindly into a random hole in a tree stump, not knowing what's in there. If he’s lucky, he lives. If not, he gets stung by a green wood beast and dies a horrific and painful death. That chandelier reminds me of the wood beast. Via Elle Decor.
Archello posted this home with a glass walkway. Where are the rest of the handrails? I repeat. Where are the rest of the handrails?
Two words: fraying rope.
We've written before about the number of staircases that scare the bejeezus out of us. They are indeed beautiful and terrifying.