Right now, my roommate Jillian and I are what you would call “house poor.” We have a lovely apartment in a great neighborhood, but have spent all of our money on rent and Chipotle burrito bowls, so things are pretty sparse in the way of furniture and decor.
Everything is beige and the walls are bare. My living quarters especially look like a child’s hospice room. Like, there’s a bright quilt on the bed to brighten things up a bit and a sad little plant on the window sill, but no pictures hanging on the wall because let’s just say it’s not worth putting them up since they’ll be coming right back down when the next kid moves in.
We were starting to go crazy in here, which I guess is what happens when your apartment looks like a sterile mental institution, so we decided to sass things up a bit with a chevron accent wall:
At least I’m really self-aware and know I’m being conceited. And at least I know that calling yourself self-aware might be a good indication that you are not. Which makes me aware that I’m not aware. A real catch-22. That’s what that word means, right?
That’s my sewing machine in the white box in the corner. To save money, I bought a bunch of fabric so I could make some curtains and pillows, but when I sat down to do it, the thing wouldn’t work. I took her in to the sewing machine hospital, and I’m sure once I factor in the cost of the repair+fabric it would be the same price just to buy some curtains and pillows from Target. But I’m in too deep now, and I really have my heart set on smugly telling dinner party guests that I reverse Maria Von Trapped our curtains.
This is my favorite new blog right now. Jeffrey writes about celebrity culture and then has a webseries where he talks about celebrity culture. His posts are really original (like Letters Famous People Never Wrote Me, which I struggle daily to not steal the idea and use it here. Part of the reason why I’m even writing this post is so now all of you can hold me accountable if I start plagiarizing him).
That gorgeous blonde is one of my oldest friends, Lindsey. She just started her new DIY, food, entertaining, lifestyle-y blog, which is exciting because this girl has got TASTE. For the past several birthdays and holidays we’ve exchanged gifts, and I tend to get some kind of accessory from her which I love and end up wearing every day. Partly because I love whatever she gives me and partly because I know it’s Lindsey approved (I never 100% trust my own taste, so it would just be easier if everything I owned was just picked out by her). She’s the next Cupcakes and Cashmere of NYC, ya’ll!
I certainly have a special place in my heart for Sasha and her blog- she was my first commenter on my first post! Sasha is a student who lives in Brooklyn and writes mostly about food. She makes some really diverse recipes that I’ve never heard of because she’s from the Ukraine (yes? I think that’s true. I could be making up basic facts here). Either way, great blog, especially if you’re interested in finding new recipes.
So that ended up being three blogs. Let me know any of your blog suggestions!