Sorry for the late post, friends. I was busy hanging with my girl Rosie, who picked up the most insane brass headboard in a far away suburb and then drove it all the way down to our house — because this is a girl who loves good furniture and hates to see it go to waste. I plan to hook that sucker up pronto and then take beautiful pictures for all the world to slaver over and express jealous indignation that their friends are not as cool as mine, but first I have to do the laundry. Why does housecleaning keep getting in the way of my very important decorating projects? I’m pretty sure I need a live in maid.
For now, please feast your peepers on these awful pictures of our living room. I am having some floor planning issues, as usual. Also, I need entirely new furniture. Surprise!
Stupid, stupid fans.
The great room is super long, and presents some super challenges. For now our dining table is hanging out at the far end and I’m not sure how I feel about it.
Can you see where the tv is? That’s pretty much the only place to put it, and it’s not conducive to a pretty couch situation.
Please do not assume I like those lamps there. Or anything anywhere, for that matter. What I do like is how the painted banister and wall color turned out. Thanks, Matt! You rule! And thanks, Sanders! You are a color GOD.
So there you have it. We’re all moved in but I am itching to wave my magic wand and change EVERYTHING. I’m formulating an overall strategy (Acid Wasp? Eurovibe Florence Lopez style? Something else?) for furniture purchases, but what I really should be doing is burning those blinds and painting the fireplace…
Stay tuned for a post on that hot mess later this week.