It feels like a VERY VERRRRY long time ago since we three Staple Sisters ensconsed ourselves in our freezing bracing sweatshop of a hovel workshop turning out what felt like a GABILLION (that is an accurate-ish estimate) seat pads for the fabulous routed ply armchairs, sofas...
I rather think the pictures will speak for themselves. Desklodge legend & entrepreneur, Tom, got us in to add some soft edges to his sparky workspace enterprise out of Temple Way, the old Evening Post building. The initial brief was for some, like, you know,...
*Smooths hair, picks lint off epaulettes, does dainty cough. So, like, we did some leather high stools for a VERY VERY VERRRRRRY fancy private dining room at (sotto voce) Cl*ridges (I think we've effectively respected their privacy with that single asterisk, yes?). . We did a fair amount of...
Hello darlings. We know it's been a while. We've not been IGNORING you, darlings, we've just been BUSY. I hardly know where to start. It's been like, ya ya ya, and cha cha cha, and uh hu uh uh huh. Let's see. Have you been down to...
Swit- Swooooo. Bristol's premier cocktail, tapas and cheeky flamenco chica picture hotspot, The Pata Negra on Corn Street, needed new curtains for the colonial- inspired Art Deco function room upstairs. We had just found this ur-maz-ing palmeral fabric at House of Hackney. It seemed rude...
So, right, you know, how we spent a certain amount of money on, like, getting a logo, and a website and all that stuff? Well, it turns out we needn't have bothered. One of our offspring (well, Charlotte's, but I'm not giving you any more information...
Stitch No Evil, Staple No Evil, Hammer No Evil We made it through 2014. It got a bit hairy at the end, but WE MADE IT. It got proper busy. We collaborated with the mighty Russell on this f a b u l o u s...