The more online home tours I see, the more I am appreciating clean, uncluttered decor. White walls, an abundance of neutrals, and just a splash of pink or coral has me in a whole world of bliss. It also makes me long for a house that isn’t a rental so I can whitewash magnolia walls. This particular lust-worthy abode belongs to Danielle Moss of the lovely Breakfast at Toast blog, and co-founder of the much anticipated The Everygirl, “a resource to equip women with the career and life advice they need to flourish.” Cannot. Wait. In the meantime I will be pinning Danielle’s entire home to my Pinterest, because it’s just that good:

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Do you like what you see?

The Help was the outright winner at last night’s Screen Actors Guild Awards, however the competition on the red carpet was a more closely contested affair. Following the Golden Globes, I have to say that once again I wasn’t blown away by the fashion choices. Yes, the ladies looked scrubbed up to perfection (and sitting here in a hoodie and trackies, who am I really to pass judgement), but no one stood out particularly. And annoying, no one got it spectacularly wrong. I suspect choices of gown were not left to a 2-year-old this time. Up there for my best dressed, at a push, was Michelle Williams, who fared far better in scarlet Valentino than she did at the Globes in the devore velvet Jason Wu disaster. I also thought that Dianna Agron looked stunning in Carolina Herrera and a Grecian up-do. There was a lot more colour on this red carpet, which made a nice change from the snoozeville nude army, but nothing came close to Kunis in McQueen last year (see here).

So, Brange Does Red Carpet, round two. Firstly, Brad in Balenciaga? Hot, hotty, hot. But dude, the hair’s gotta go. We’re veering perilously close to Nicky Clarke territory. As for Angie… hmm, I see this and I remember that I need to take the bins out. Ok, so she’d look good in a 99p refuse sack from the corner shop, but this is Jenny Packham for crying out loud. Packham does not a Duchess make. The Oscars are just around the corner, Ange… game face.

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I want to live in these pictures. I seriously do. One day I hope my home will look just like any of the below. It is the work of Rita Konig, former editor of Domino magazine, who knows a thing or two about stylish living. Daughter of British interior designer, Nina Campbell, the force is equally strong in Rita. The colour palettes are perfection and I love her use of gallery walls and built-in bookshelves. And can’t afford a fancy bar cart? Do a ‘Rita’ and just use a couple of trays! Geniosity.

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Are you equally smitten?!

Following my post yesterday on Blair’s Atlantic-Pacific style, I can’t stop thinking about her Céline Boston tote. And staring at pictures of them. And dribbling slightly. And wishing that a) they weren’t practically sold out unless you’re a big A-lister, or b) I had a spare £1,500. I’ve been a Mulberry Bayswater girl for years (Mulberry, I still love you… I’m just window shopping), and the simple, clean elegance of this particular Céline beauty kinda reminds me of them. One day, she will be mine. Oh yes, she will be mine.

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Leighton has one. ERGO, I need one.

If you’re a blog junkie like me then you’ll know all about Blair over at Atlantic-Pacific. Her almost-daily outfits and effortless yet unique style bring in big crowds, and it’s easy to see why. She combines preppy with quirky with full-on glamour, and no one does a print or pattern quite like Blair. Plus, she has a love affair with her Céline bag (I fell head over heels with the orange version in Berlin – see here) and I feel exactly the same about my Mulberry. When I grow up, can I please be just like Blair?

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Tell me, dear readers, are you a fan of Blair’s style?