I can’t tell you what this family home looked like before Rob Stuart Interiors entered the picture, only that his involvement had to have monumentally transformed the space.

Rob did it all: from retaining the integrity and overall turn of the century feel of the home, to adding fresh colors and patterns, and, let’s not forget, the ingenious new-y0rk-city-space-constraints solutions sprinkled throughout. I’d like to move in and I do mean that.

An entryway to start off our tour, naturally. I don’t know about you, but I’m drinking it up; the sweet aqua light fixture, the gold hardware, the bench (!).

Who knows where this room is located in relation to the entry and frankly who cares–it’s a two-fer masterpiece. On the one hand, ya get yer high glamour, black and white frame wall up the staircase. And on the other, you’ve got you’re eggs over easy, almost rustic table and chairs down below.

And this is just pure Fab. As in Fab. (noun, proper) and not some abbreviated form of the word “fabulous.” The mixing of eras in this living area is downright genius, Rob Stuart.

Here’s where it all fits together and that print–if I were a designer and not an organizer I would surely know the artist–we’ve seen around here before and I cooed at it back then.

But really Rob, you’re kind of twisting the knife here: those stools? The styling?

And all that? It’s hurting me, Stuart, stop!

I presume this to be the cozy family room Stuart designed, “replete with coffered woodgrain ceilings, an antique mantle and fun fabrics working together to host family fun.”

Yeah, okay.

If you think you’ve ever scoped a high-gloss, high-drama powder room, well, ha! Says Stuart (that part-not a direct quote from the mansigner).

Some of this bedroom I could do without, truthfully (just being honest Rob!) but then again, it wasn’t designed for me, so, duh. But, it’s important to include because here comes some of the tricky part.

You thought that LOVE was just a piece of art, didn’t you?

For his next trick, the Great Stuart will conceal an entire closet behind padded screens!

The master bath is eh, am I right?

(Jokes, kids.)

Speaking of, the child’s room is downright adorable.

Like scoop me up some of that and serve it to me warm or cold or booger-encrusted.

The corresponding small human bath, a room meant for nautical deep-tub adventuring.

I’ll take a dip in that.

Hats off to Rob, and to you, Reader, beloved.

Do something cool this weekend, wouldjya?

Image credits: Donna Dotan Photography Inc.