dorm room no more.

dorm room living is exciting, at first. the white walls reflect the endless possibilities that college has to offer you now. after a few weeks you put up pictures and then pages torn from magazines, but they are still white walls and you are too busy doing homework and having the "college" experience to care a lot about what your little dorm room looks like.

but i'm married now. i don't want a dorm room. i want throw pillows and pretty things. when we got married i thought we would slowly get pretty things, making our home one room at a time. but life gets busy. work. work. gym. talk. work. angry discussions ending in "i'm sorry baby. i love you!". life gets busy. i finally snapped a week or so ago and started planning ways to make our little apartment friendlier, cozier more like a home instead of a little apartment.

so we went to thrift stores. we bought ugly, but cushy, throw pillows to recover and curtains, which after being washed and ironed didn't look like they came from "buy rite". i also, after many pouty lips and asking "pu-leez! it matters to me!", got to watch my amazing husband rewire paper lantern lights from our wedding into a little light fixture for our bedroom (our apartment doesn't have ceiling lights in ANY of the rooms).

and so... with a few thrift store stops, a bit of sewing and some electrical work our bedroom looks much cozier, just needed a little tlc.

bekah