I keep telling my husband that should we have young'ns, that this would be the bed in which our gal will sleep when she turns oh... seven-ish (by the way, her name will be Ella and don't you dare steal that name from me or Ms. Fitzgerald).

He's right to tell me I'll change my mind (because I will), but even so, is this daybed not adorable AND sophisticated? It's just so Viceroy/American Girl/San Francisco. And I LOVE it. So much that I would even campaign to have a matching daybed on my patio a la the above photo. Yes, THAT'S how much I love it.

Leave it to Brocade to sweep me off my feet and into the back patio.