Sisters Cara and Poppy Delevingne decided to beat the loneliness of Los Angeles living by moving in together.

Both model and act, and they’re descended from British aristocracy, so it was never going to be an ordinary house.

According to Architectural Digest, the home offers an “object lesson in idiosyncratic personal style leavened with sauciness and humour”.

We’ll be the judge of that.

Let’s take a look inside with the sisters themselves:

I don’t hate it, but I’m not sure I would want to live there.

You’ve got to wonder if Cara’s time spent at a South African game reserve had anything to do with the inspiration behind the theme.

Over to the sisters for more on the house.

“L.A. can be a lonely place. You really have to make an effort to reach out to people. Since one of us was always coming here for one reason or another, being with family just made sense,” Cara says of the unconventional sororal living situation.

“This was the chance to build our dream sister house. Miraculously, we’re still talking,” Poppy adds, presumably including her husband, British aviation executive James Cook, in the collective we.

“The fact that they share a house at this point in their lives is incredibly telling. They really are best buds,” observes architect Nicolò Bini of L.A.–based Line Architecture, who worked closely with the Delevingnes to bring their L.A. fantasy to life.

The setting for the sisters’ family frolic is a gracious but unpretentious 1950s dwelling, centrally located yet discreetly tucked away on a quiet street, and conveniently outfitted with a pair of master suites on different floors and with two separate entrances.

“I wanted to create a true L.A. moment for them, with nods to California midcentury modern, Laurel Canyon bohemia, Beverly Hills swank, surfing culture, and a little Mexico,” Bini continues. “Then we tied all that in with Cara and Poppy’s Englishness to give the house another layer of Delevingne charm.”

“Poppy has more of an eye than I do. She has impeccable taste, so I let her take the lead on the decor,” Cara says, deferring to her older sister. Poppy sees the division of labor in a different light: “Basically, I’m a control freak.

We each made our imprint on the design, but I was the one obsessing over the color of the curtain rings.” For his part, Bini credits both of the Delevingnes for their vision and enthusiasm.

You can see their divergent taste in the design of their bedrooms.

The centerpiece of Poppy’s dreamy, light-filled aerie is a wall covered in a hand-painted de Gournay paper featuring monkeys and toucans cavorting in trees and vines against a field of Tiffany blue. “I fell in love with de Gournay as a teenager. I have a similar paper in the bathroom of my house in London (AD, November 2017). It’s a running theme,” she explains.

In contrast, Cara’s bedroom, on the lower level of the two-story house, is a much moodier affair, reminiscent of a proper gentleman’s club, albeit one with serious sex appeal.

Among its eccentricities is a sprawling bed, 11 feet wide, set on a mirrored platform—perfect for communal sleepovers and pajama parties. “The room feels like the Playboy Mansion with a touch of Art Deco and a David Hicks pattern thrown in for good measure,” Cara says of the heady vibe.

Lovely.

There’s also a sound-proof party bunker that opens off Cara’s bedroom, complete with carpeted walls, a mirrored ceiling, a stripper pole, disco lighting, and an assortment of black velvet paintings of bare-breasted women.

Perfect for returning from the club and letting loose into the wee hours.

Those models, hey?

[source:architecturaldigest]