Yesterday my roommate and I dove head first into our apartment. We picked up our couch and chaise lounge (thanks for the lift, Dolly!), mastered the art of inserting nails into 100-year-old plaster walls, finally emptied all of our packed boxes and made a delicious dinner and ate outside on our cute little porch.
One thing we noticed after combining all of our decorations is that, despite our wacky, weird, loud personalities, all of our tchotchkes and prints are either black, brown or white. Now, I’m craving a bit of color in our lives and am feeling inspired by this electric blue hue. Perhaps there’s some painting or patterns in our future? One thing at a time.
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