About Damian Francis

Damian Francis is Jen's husband-to-be, a journalist and a fellow blogger over at www.eftm.com.au

Don’t touch my stuff!

In his now regular guest post, my fiancé makes me sound like a crazy lady. Again.

I’m sure it happens in every household. Well, I’ll console myself with the thought that it happens in every household. Don’t you dare ruin it for me and tell me otherwise. That’s not what the comment section is for – I’ve been assured that the comment section is simply for agreeing fans. And back on topic…

When I left the apartment this morning, it looked like the one I was familiar with and had grown to love. An apartment that had everything I needed in it. A space I could call home. Over the last 12 hours I had grown accustomed to it. I developed a deep attachment. And then I came home.

Home to a different apartment. There were things that were the same, but there were also things that had changed. Furniture had been added (a new Jonathan Adler chair in the bedroom, if you’re asking), cushions had been stacked (damn cushions) and my stuff… it was… somewhere else. [Read more...]

Pillow talk (or why men hate cushions)

My fiancé enjoyed his last therapeutic guest rant post so much, he’s back for more!

This isn’t a blog about men versus women. Or interiors addicts versus non interiors addicts. Or gay versus straight. This is simply a blog about practicality and function. About being able to use your abode for what it was always intended – living. Which brings me to a rather controversial topic: cushions.

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Let me be tactful. Cushions… no. When you use cushions… no. Cushion usage… no. You know what, screw it – people, no matter who you are, what you do or what you like, you don’t need 20 damn cushions on your two-seater sofa! Or your king size bed! Or your… in fact, it doesn’t really matter, you just don’t need stacks of pillows.

I get the fact that some cushions are pretty. The aesthetics of a good pillow add to a room. That’s cool, I’m down with that, I bet Jay-Z has some pretty cool pillows. Maybe JT does too, he likes a good suit and tie after all. But any more than three on your sofa, or your bed, or anywhere else really, and I think you may be missing the point of what that piece of furniture was all about. [Read more...]

Living with an interiors addict (by my fiancé)

In a very brave move, today I gave my fiancé Damian the chance to blog about what it’s like living with me. I must be crazy…

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I used to have a collection of interiors books which I kept in my Ikea Expedit bookcase in my bedroom. I was quite proud of them, from Terence Conran’s Storage to collections on small spaces. Sydney property prices being what they are, I was realistic about the size of my first property. I felt like I was in touch with interiors. An interest beat out only by Formula 1… and cars… and travel… and planes… OK, it was a distant fifth, but just go with me here.

In the middle of 2010 (I think – the last few years have been a bit of a blur), I moved in with Jen. We lived in a small two-bedroom Mosman apartment next to the local school. Handy if you had kids. We don’t. I had it in my mind that I was going to turn that apartment around and add New York and Paris inspired minimalist touches that would revolutionise what was quite a bland little pad (Jen hadn’t been there long enough to put her mark on it).

How clueless I was (and arguably still am). [Read more...]