Tufts

While organizing the many many interior design photos that live on my desktop I have realized that I might be slightly obsessed with tufts. Alright. More than slightly. I've saved photos that have merely a glimpse of tufts in them.

Such as this:


It is an adorable living room with beautiful decorations and lighting... but its the tufted chair. The one whose tufts are obscured by a santa hat and a pillow. I can only make out about four tufts but I was sold. Immediately. That's how deep my love for tufted ANYTHING is. I mean, I know I have already proclaimed my desire for a tufted headboard... But I have also realized another dream of mine is to own a tufted ottoman. I have come to this realization after discovering over TWENTY different photos of various tufted ottomans. Haha I don't think I've ever come to a realization about myself in quite such a manner. I'm a little embarrassed, truth be told and my only comfort will come from making you just as obsessed with tufted ottomans as I, apparently, am.

Brimfield!

Some of my finds from Brimfield. I'm so glad I had the opportunity to get down there. I only wish I had more money and more time to peruse the many amazing bits and pieces that were down there. Still I got a pretty nice collection of painted glass and antlers!!

If ONLY!

I honestly can't wait to own property. That and unlimited money OH EM GEE. Oh on a completely unrelated side not, today I tried to text "what the hell" to a friend of mine and my phone auto corrected it to "what the hello". Which is now my new favorite thing to say. BAM. See how that happened? Welcome to my life.

Anyways. Back to dreaming about owning real estate and having millions of dollars. I'm very unique, I know. But I want to be able to tear up floors, lay my own; tear down walls, cry in frustration when I realize I'm weak and can't build them back up... but wait this is MY fantasy so in it I can be strong and capable, right? I will build furniture out of pallets and hope, refinish and repaint everything and create my perfect haven. The thing is, I do live in a pretty adorable apartment with my pretty adorable boyfriend and, in theory, I could save up money and buy/build all the furniture I want. Like a padded tufted headboard. Preferably in a slightly pastel aqua color. Or turquoise.

Like this:

Kitchen Bureau Curtains

Ah. It's been a while. That's all I'll say about that. Maybe more later. Currently I am living in a pretty spacious one bedroom in Watertown with my Boyfriend and my two cats, working at a wholesale produce distributor and getting obsessed with interior decorating. The intellectual inside me (shut up shut up, I do to have a small tiny intellectual side!) will connect my need to decorate my surroundings to my family always moving around when I was a kid... but now that I'm no longer living in dorms or with roommates... I'm obsessed. Our apartment is kind of oddly designed, with one tiny window in a nook in our living room, a triangular shower and 2004 Special Edition Hustlers hidden on top of our ugly wooden kitchen cabinets. One of the main "Oh what the f*ck?" things about our apartment was definitely the bureau in the kitchen closet. This is it: