The End of the Road

There there my little hard laborers. I know you're upset that our run through the land of Million Dollar Decorators is over, but dry those tears. Top off your champagne and order the crab cakes. Let's recap our favorite show one more time.

Let's start with Martyn as it is his day and all. Honestly I feel everyday should be Martyn Lawrence Bullard Day or at the very least we should show more reverence to the one we have. Make it a bank holiday. Stores should offer a discount on chocolate. Sharon Osbourne should spend the day on TV expounding his greatness. The flags should fly at an extra fabulous height. We could say things like "Have a Delicious Martyn Lawrence Bullard Day."

I digress. Not only is it his day, but MLB also won the International Interior Designer of the Year award. His prestigious party looked like a riot and featured a host of A-listers including a certain Californian bravoleb with a dog and another who hosts killer dinner parties. See all the snaps here, but one of my personal favorites is below.

Too fabulous to caption.

Let's give a big kudos to MLB who deserves every accolade in the book

After countless trips to The Hungry Cat, it's finally time to serve the crab cakes -- or it should be. Jeffrey and Ross bicycle (yes bike, it could have only been more adorable if Jeffrey rode on the handlebars) to find things as off the rails and Jeffrey's bike chain. It's a horrific dusty mess! But by the time they've Swiffered the whole place, the next problem arises, the project manager hasn't sealed the floors. Oh, and some budget fug barstools came instead. It continues on this way so poorly that by the time JAM and Ross are posted up in the parking lot like a bunch of high schoolers I was worried neither one of them would ever be allowed to eat seafood in Malibu again. But they pulled it together, albeit with JAM and Ross can personally installing the restaurant. In the end the restaurant looks amazing, the barstools somehow work out, and we learn Ross is not going to be competiting in the Puzzle Olympics anytime soon. Success! Peruse photos of the entire transformation here to feel really accomplished (they couldn't have done it without us).

And now to Mary. This week Mary really out Mary-ed herself. Her transformation of the entrance tent for the L.A. Antiques Show. She invigorated the dusty show with her signature glamor, all while picking up a phenomenal telephone purse, buying shoes with out trying them on (rich people stuff), reconfiguring the entire install the day before, briefly reducing a project manager to tears, and in enough time to slip into her own "YSL meets Ziggy Stardust" outfit (her words). Watching that brief interaction with Mary, Kenna and Nancy laughing hysterically that they can do whatever they want with the ent since they don't need to do it again next year was so glorious. It's Mary McDonald's world, we just live in it. Which is fine. The world could use more high-contrast black and gold chevrons. I also adored watching the gang comment Mums (or curse her for being so talented in JAM's case). These kids really do like each other.

Unfortunatly, as Bugs Bunny would say, "That's all folks." If you need me I'll be constantly flipping through the Top Ten Moments in MDD history and weeping until the Decorators return to us.