Cast Blog: #MDD

A Little R&R

An 'I Love Mary' Episode

Mary McDonald on Jewels

A Bravo Special in the Making

Jeffrey Looks Back on Season Two

Martyn Wraps Up the Season

Martyn on the Perfect Pub

Lindsay Lohan is a Dream Client

2013: The Year of JAM's Collaborations

Lindsay Lohan on 'Million Dollar Decorators'

Outfits Make the Episode

Exuding the Elegance of the Era

Publication vs. Posterity

This Old (Huge Mansion) House

Single and Awkwardly Embracing It

Stacey Dash Is Fabulous

Grey Days

Martyn and Stacey Dash Get Creative

Mary, Monika, and No Sense of Humor

The Joy of Collaboration

Pillow Fights and Granny Chairs For Ross

Martyn and Michael

Martyn's Not My Frenemy

Jeffrey Alan Marks: Master Chef

Kathryn Does Dallas

Martyn, Mary, and India Inspiration

Speaking Kathryn's Language

On an Eye Roll

Dropping Jeffrey's Type-A Personality

As the Botox Brow Strains

Kathryn Swears (and She's Sorry)

Chewbacca Versus Monty

Tamara Mellon's Sex Pit

JAM's Favorite Projects

Only Good Clients

Just Say No

In a Blink

Live, Love, and Decorate

The End of the Road

Making Frankenstein

North South Carolina

A Little R&R

Kathryn Ireland describes the cameraderie between the decorators, and her much-needed rest, courtesy of Martyn.

As an overview, this episode really showcases the soft underbelly of camaraderie and goodwill that exists between professional rivals in the otherwise back-biting, competitive world of interior design. But on MDD this week, Mary helps Nathan, Martyn rescues me, and the great Suzanne Tucker saves the day for Jeffrey and Ross.

Nathan Turner, meanwhile, heads to the Elite Leather factory to inspect the manufactured prototype designs for his furniture line. Unfortunately, there has been a miscalculation in the dimensions for the bolsters on one of his sofas. Dubbed “Frankenstein arms,” Nathan’s Elite rep assures him the problem will be fixed in time for the furniture show in High Point, NC. Nathan is understandably concerned. The High Point event is the “high point” of every furniture designer’s year. What London’s Decorex is for fabrics and what ArtBasel means for modern and contemporary art, the High Point Market is the bi-annual furniture exhibition where American retailers buy inventory for the year. Mary joins Nathan for the journey to North Carolina where they check into their hotel and waste no time acting out their Scarlett and Ashley Gone with the Wind fantasies as they ascend the Comfort Inn staircase. (Come to think of it, Mary bares more than a passing resemblance to Scarlett O’Hara –- witty, resourceful, witchy, and beguiling.) When Nathan encounters his sofa at the Elite showroom at Market, the Frankenstein arms are gone and have been replaced with perfect round bolsters. Mary helps Nathan re-stage the presentation of his furnishings before the very important Bloomingdale's sales team arrives and it’s a huge success. Nathan loves it. Elite loves it.  Most critically, Bloomingdale’s loves it. Mary wasn’t in High Point to simply fluff and tease Nathan’s booth however –- she was also debuting her own fabulous lighting line.  Afterwards, Ashley and Scarlett celebrate at an authentic Southern diner. This is where Mary diverges from role model Scarlett O’Hara. Scarlett dug turnips out of the red clay with her bare hands and ate them raw before shaking her fist at the heavens. As God as my witness, Mary was positively squeamish about tasting a little ole hushpuppy.  We find Jeffrey and Ross in San Francisco, dapper as ever, attending a very important antiques show. This time, however, they are looking for a few random pieces they need to complete the décor of their own home in Santa Monica. When they spy an authentic John Dickinson table, they gasp in awe simultaneously. No sales are permitted until the official opening of the show, so they are told to return the next night to seal the deal.  They also bump into the one and only Suzanne Tucker, a legendary interior decorator and textile designer, who Jeffrey freely admits intimidates him. The next night, they race to the event, bobbing and weaving their way through various galleries to the Dickinson table, now marked with a small red dot. Jeffrey and Ross cannot believe their eyes. Someone has beaten them to the punch. And not just someone -- the one and only Suzanne Tucker. Jeffrey, distraught and destabilized by grief and heartache, tracks Suzanne down and begs her to sell the piece to him… which she graciously does.  

The important story of the episode is Martyn’s makeover of the presidential suite of the Colony Palms hotel in Palm Springs. When Martyn asked me to accompany him for his installation, I thought he was in need of my sage advice but, in fact, the request was just a ruse to get me to a poolside with nothing to do. Martyn realized I needed a day off from my life, so he deposited me at a cabana while he pulled together a glorious VIP suite at this fabulous hotel. While I sat poolside drinking potent lemonades and eating prawns and salad-y things, what a job Martyn did. After a thorough edit through the existing furniture, he worked magic within a limited budget. It’s amazing what color and fabric can achieve. The new painted wainscoting he applied to the walls really brought new life to a rather dreary, outdated space.  What I love about Martyn is how resourceful he is. He’s a consummate professional because he actually listens to his clients and understands the limitations of smaller budgets. He doesn’t fly to Marrakech to source authentic lanterns and leather poufs, he drags his ass to third-world emporiums in Los Angeles where his incredible eye is able to laser in on and separate the really great pieces from the junk, the real wheat from the clutter of chaff. Martyn then cleverly utilizes his wonderful Moroccan inspired fabrics in the service of new upholstery and curtains for the suite, rendering the rooms warm, exotic, and sexy. Who knew that the design sensibility of the west coast of Africa would transform a desert hotel into a quintessentially Californian destination? Having spent the entire day lying by the pool, flipping though magazines, and drinking those “lemonades,” I was down for the count when Martyn found me conked out, swaddled in a pashmina. He pulled me to my feet and led me away, back to L.A., as wonderfully refreshed and restored as his Colony Palm suite.  

 

 

Mary McDonald on Jewels

Mary knows that the focus of this episode was her extensive jewelry collection.

This episode was clearly hinging upon my fabulous jewelry. . .obviously. . .

I know, I know I keep it all in those plastic trays? Wel. . .for now yes. I honestly have so much it needs to be color-coded and then put in drawers. This house doesn't really have room for all of my glamor. But BTW how can Lavin never had heard of Live Aid, even if he wasn't alive?

I need to overshadow my cast with this riveting episode about my personal jewels and stay silent regarding their stories -- except for Ross and Jeffrey who actually were made for Nantucket. Good job boys. See you both there this summer that's for sure.

X M

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