Tuesday, January 13, 2009
A change will do you gooooooood.
I'm in the mood for some serious redecorating. It started with the breakup. As a remedy, I decided to turn my dining "room" (a designation, which by anyone's standards, is charitable) into a sewing studio and the unofficial headquarters of Pieces of Yay! Designs.
On deck: new paint in the pale-yet-warm-and-buttery yellow variety.
I am turning a found bookshelf into an all-purpose storage center. I want to paint it a cerulean blue and store my stash (which, btw, is neatly organized in oh-so-cute wooden clementine boxes), my sewing books, my sewing box and supplies and my sewing machine.
When I went to Atlanta for New Years, I picked up some super-fun folk art pieces that I can't wait to hang on the wall. And yesterday, during a pop in to Anthropologie (aka, Noodle's Hall of Happiness), I snagged this super cute small rug at 50 percent off.
Anyway, now I'm like a girl obsessed. I'm not feeling my living room decor that much any more, it's a little too, er ... my mom. (No offense, Momma. Your style is AWESOME.) But I just want a fresh start as I reclaim my space. I'm not talking going overboard. I love my space. I love my stuff. I just a coat of paint to get rid of the bland beige walls. Some curtains. A new area rug. And maybe a new big picture to hang up behind the sofa.
I've already re-arranged furniture. And now I also want to paint the living room a similar yellow. I love the Anthropologie curtains, which of course I cannot afford. And then there are these super cute ones at Ikea, which also make my heart skip a beat.
I also fell in love with this:
Of course, at $400 for a 8x10, cost prohibitive is pretty much an understatement. (Have I mentioned that I am demonstrably broke, so this entire post is mainly just to put words to my interior decorating fantasy.)
Still, I just want _ and desperately need _ change. I'm planning to use some of my fabric to recover some outdated pillows. I'm working on quilts. I already have a kick-ass table runner that I made.
Anyway, the natives are restless. And I can't wait to bust out the drop cloths and the turpentine. Bring it on, baby!