Phew, what a week it has been, emotional, nerve racking and also very exciting! The least I can say: I was busy. Very busy. To be short: I talked to my accountant because I’m planning to open up a webshop in 2015 (that’s the most exciting thing!!!) and that same day after meeting with my accountant I lost my brand new iPhone 6 and thanks to a long search with my hubby and the police (it’s a very loooong story…) I got it back that same evening! Also lost our dog that evening, but we found her after a short search and thanks to some very sweet new neighbors. But it was a very strange week. The week before we went to London and the week prior to London I got very sick… So yes, I haven’t been a very regular blogger lately and I’m so sorry for every sweet reader out there who expected a new post here.

But to make it up with you, I’ve got some pretty pictures of our baby boy Louis’ nursery to show you. His room is still a work in progress since I’m planning to buy a new rug, hang a lot of framed prints and postcards and pictures and that hasn’t happened yet. I love coming into his room though, although it isn’t finished yet. The rocking chair is one I found second hand in Antwerp right before I gave birth, all painted in white and looking all fabulous. It was something I had wanted for so long (from when I was pregnant with Jules) and I never found the right one. But then I did and I will never get rid off it. It created new memories. This chair definitely helped me during the rough first few months when you have to wake up and feed the little baby boy… It relaxed me and Louis by rocking the chair, because he still loves to sit there in my arms with me while I’m rocking. Anyway, his room is cheery, but still very calming and just a fun place to be in.

What do you think of it? Any items you spotted here that you love? And which colors did you use when decorating your nursery?

Simply Fabulous Chic - Home Tour - Baby Louis Nursery organizer

Simply Fabulous Chic - Home Tour - Baby Louis Nursery - wooden toy bumble bee

Simply Fabulous Chic - Home Tour - Baby Louis nursery

Simply Fabulous Chic - Home Tour - Baby Louis Nursery - art print detail

Simply Fabulous Chic - Home Tour - Baby Louis Nursery collage

Simply Fabulous Chic - Home Tour - Baby Louis Nursery - rocking chair pillow

Simply Fabulous Chic - Home Tour - Baby Louis Nursery - rocking chair

Simply Fabulous Chic - Home Tour - Baby Louis Nursery - detail frog money bank

 All images by Inge for Simply Fabulous Chic

Wow, wat een helse week was dat zeg? Ik zat blijkbaar op een emotionele rollercoaster, want het minste wat ik kan zeggen over de vorige weken, was dat ik druk bezig was. Heel druk bezig. Om het kort te houden: ik heb ondertussen een uitgebreid gesprek gehad met mijn boekhouder om eindelijk één van mijn dromen waar te maken en een webshop te openen in 2015 en op diezelfde dag, na de meeting met mijn boekhouder, ben ik mijn gloednieuwe iPhone 6 kwijtgeraakt. Ik wil er niet over uitweiden, maar dankzij een lange zoektocht met mijn man en de politie heb ik hem toevallig toch nog teruggevonden. Onze hond Lilly waren we die avond tijdens de zoektocht ook kwijtgeraakt, maar die hadden we snel weer terug dankzij een superlieve nieuwe buurvrouw. Maar het was zeker een rare, drukke week. Ik weet dat er sommige lieve lezers een paar nieuwe posts hadden verwacht, dus sorry voor mijn langere dan verwachte afwezigheid hier!

Om het goed te maken heb ik een paar leuke foto’s van onze kleine Louis zijn babykamer. Zijn kamertje is trouwens nog steeds een project dat niet af is, want ik ben van plan om nog een nieuw tapijt te kopen en een heleboel leuke prints, foto’s en posters liggen nog te wachten om opgehangen te worden. Ik hou wel van zijn kamertje, en om er binnen te komen. Het is er licht en luchtig. Af en toe zit ik nog eens in de schommelstoel. Die had ik voor ik moest bevallen nog tweedehands gevonden in Antwerpen. Helemaal witgeschilderd stond hij fabulous en klaar op mij te wachten, denk ik. En Louis werd er wel helemaal rustig van om te schommelen, net als ik trouwens. Het heeft me alleszins goed geholpen in de eerste slapeloze maanden toen we nog veel moesten opstaan ‘s nachts. In ieder geval, ik hou van zijn kamertje, dat lekker luchtig, vrolijk en toch kalmerend is.

Wat denken jullie ervan? Zijn er een paar leuke items die jullie hier hebben gespot? En welke kleuren hebben jullie zoal gebruikt in jullie kinderkamer(s)?

Inge x

Cranberry reds, what a great hue, don’t you think? Cranberry is not only great for your health (especially when there are too many cold rainy days during fall) but it’s also great to look at. I love the moody red for fall, it gives depth and adds warmth when you use the color in your interior. But also when you just look at the color, it makes you want to eat. Just look at the yummy cranberries (I love them!) and the jam made of apples and cranberries. Typical for fall and super delicious looking, just like everything in my today’s collage. If I can say so… These are some other images I got inspired by for today’s collage. Tell me, do you love cranberry reds too?

Simply Fabulous Chic - Cranberry Red Bed

tufted headboard

Simply Fabulous Chic - cranberry collage

cranberries & ringapples & cranberriesred velvet sofa

Simply Fabulous Chic - cranberry red table decor

Simply Fabulous Chic - cranberry red bouquet

 table decor / bouquet

Simply Fabulous Chic - Cranberry wreath

cranberry wreath

Cranberry, of veenbessen rood is toch een geweldige kleur, niet? En niet alleen mooi om naar te kijken, maar ook lekker én gezond (vooral tijdens de koude regenachtige herfstdagen). Kijk naar de lekkere appels met veenbessenconfituur — zo lekker. Eigenlijk heeft het ook iets donkers, iets humeurig, deze rode kleur. Maar het brengt ook warmte als je de kleur gebruikt in je interieur. En laat dat nu net mijn inspiratie zijn voor vandaag. De warme rode gloed tijdens koude dagen schept sfeer. Perfect voor iedereen die nog wat inspiratie zocht voor extra kleur en sfeer in huis deze dagen. Wat denken jullie van donkerrood in huis? 

Inge x

Today’s post is going to be a long one. Yesterday, Sunday November 9th, was my grandfather’s birthday. His name was Charles. He would have been 92 years old. Sadly he didn’t get to live until his 92, he died back in 1995 only being 72. He had a very sweet tooth (always put 6 (!!) sugars in his cup of coffee), always ordered a child’s menu in restaurants because he had trouble eating (a result of being a convict in Berlin during world war II) and could move his false teeth so we would all scream from terror. He was a silly grandfather, creative too, tall, skinny and a correct, but somehow complex personality I learned later on.

Simply Fabulous Chic - old pictures of my grandfather

Simply Fabulous Chic - my grandfather in Berlin and Brussels

I couldn’t help but wonder how my grandfather would think of the building of the Berlin wall, and the fall of it 28 years later in 1989, which is also remembered on my grandfather’s birthday. Probably with a lot of mixed emotions. My grandfather was 18 years old when world war II broke out. German soldiers occupied Brasschaat, the place where he lived with his parents and sister. And the Germans needed young men to work in their factories back in Germany. My grandfather was captured and forced to go with German soldiers to Berlin, where he worked in a factory together with other young men. There he learned to speak Italian and Russian, because the other young men living and working there with him were different nationalities.

My grandfather never could talk about the war without having nightmares. So I cannot say what he experienced in Germany, but I’m guessing it wasn’t pretty. The only thing I have from his time in Berlin are two postcard pictures with my grandfather as a young man of 19 years old, accompanied by another young man from who our family has no clue who it is. Funnily enough the one postcard of him in Berlin (we have two identical ones) says something like “father and son in Berlin”, which only fuels the mystery about my grandfather’s real father. We don’t know who his real father was, still now to date. Even my grandmother doesn’t know.

Simply Fabulous Chic - my grandfather

It will forever remain a mystery, the story about my grandfather’s real father, he took the secret to his grave. But it doesn’t really matter. Because when I think of my grandfather, I think of how creative he was. He loved arts, culture, loved to travel too. And he stimulated me to paint, draw and write, telling me to become someone creative when I would be older. My grandfather always had this belief I was to become a very creative person in the media world, because I had a talent to write and create. I didn’t get to study what I wanted exactly though, but like life has its ways, I definitely found my goal in life. He found his creative goal in life only after he was retired. At a late age he discovered painting and drawing. When looking at his paintings and sketches, he was talented too.

And in a way, when looking back on this birthday of my grandfather, his belief of me becoming a talented creative person, I think he was right I would become someone creative too. Just look at what I’m creating here on my blog. Telling stories, sharing inspiration and loving it! Heck, I even picked up watercolor painting again yesterday, after all those years! And that all on my grandfather’s birthday. It’s like a sign. A sign that he’s watching over me and telling me everything is going to be ok. That I’m doing ok with this little blog of mine and creating away. And showing me that life is short and that we have to do in life what we love. At least, that’s what I like to think. And that’s ok, right?

Simply Fabulous Chic - Watercolor L

Simply Fabulous Chic - watercolor letter

Simply Fabulous Chic - watercolor letters

All images: Inge for Simply Fabulous Chic

Pheeewwww, I know. A long post, like I told you. I am just hoping you will like reading this, because I truly put myself out there today by sharing a little family history and how I feel. I miss my silly grandfather, the one who made me laugh even when I didn’t want to. Who jokingly referred to cows when there were only sheep to see. Who refused to install a car radio in his dark red Volkswagen because his grandchildren would sing for him while he was driving. And who always jokingly said I didn’t have to go to school because he was a police inspector and he would arrange a little note for my teacher, telling I didn’t have to go. These silly things are the things I will always remember about him.

Do you have a special connection with your grandparents? Are they still with you? And what do you love most about them? Did they teach or give you anything special? I’d love to hear your stories!

Inge x