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After I watched this movie for the first time, I was completely consumed with wanting Ana Pascal's apartment. The textured wallpaper, the amazing chandelier that I have yet to find a substitute for anywhere, the driftwood lamps, the ease. I was even convinced that she had my zig-zag floors in her kitchen, but later came to my senses and realized they were simply checkers, from an angle.

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Not only that, but her bakery is perfectly imperfect as well. Even the seemingly over-full shelves are punctuated with little bits of color and quirk. And, even though she scrambled all her paperwork on purpose for her tax audit, my paperwork really does look just like this box.
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More of Ana's bakery. It's the little things that sell me. Like the scalloped trim and the mohawk.
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The whole movie is a whiplash of environments. Professor Jules Hilbert's office is full of mid-century educational furnishings, alongside super creepy bulletin boards full of oddities and a TV in the bookcase. {I also love the constant crazy ingestion of coffee. Coffee from yesterday, coffee from the vending machine, coffee at the urinals...}
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I am just as in love with the totally blank white studio of Kay Eiffel, with its shiny black trim and enormous windows. {I don't want her cigarette+spit Kleenex though}
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I don't really have much to say other than I love to watch this movie and wish I could re-create each space for myself. And even though I couldn't find a photo of it, and apparently it's bad form to screen capture a movie, I do love Harold Crick's apartment as well. Everything is beige. And so plain. But he has matching lamps, and I always wonder where he got his furniture. I can't see him shopping at all.
Going to the mini-mart, Alice