So, last week was kind of crazy week on the east coast. Earthquake on Tuesday, Hurricane/tropical storm warnings Friday through Sunday. Fun times. And by fun I mean – completely annoying, kinda scary times. But, we're here. It's Monday. There are new things to obsess over.
Because of the storm warnings, I spent Saturday in my pajamas watching reruns of Criminal Minds (fully obsessed w/ that show and more specifically with Matthew Gray Gubler) and lazing about on my couch. I did manage to clean my bedroom pretty well & sorted my laundry – although I didn't actually wash any of it. Baby steps.
Sunday, I made breakfast for The Ethiopian and I and then we ventured out to hunt for a coffee table, which we found at Pier 1. Coffee tables are expensive, but we needed one in THE worst way. We are slowly, but surely doing this apartment redo thing. It's kind of fun, actually. Overwhelming at times, but fun. We're learning a lot about each other in doing this and the give & take has been…interesting. But we're making things happen. Photos soon!
So, I decided recently that I'd really like to get my apartment in order. I mean, it's cute and kind of homey but I think it feels like a college kid lives there and as you know, I am not in college or college-aged. I've asked Melanie for her help because when it comes to these things, she is a Svengali, and I? Well, I'm basically the Sandra Lee of home decorating/design. If someone asked me what my apartment's style was – I'd have to be honest and answer – function. I haven't really found a way to combine function and style in an effective way and within the confines of 650 sq ft.
I feel like I have lots of great things – art, tchotke, photographs..stuff – but I'm not utilizing it in a way that really works for us. This is going to be a baby step thing. It's going to be contingent on money, time and actually finding things that we want because I've found that when it comes to acquring things for our apartment – I'm a settler. I'll take right now over waiting for the right thing to come my way even though I know that's a bad philosophy.
So far, we've purged a couple of janky bookshelves and I bought myself a new desk over a couple of trips to the land of Swedish meatballs (Ikea). My desk is put together (I did most of it myself – WOOT!) but it's not yet organized and there is still quite a bit of chaos around it. But, it's looking like the bedroom is going to be the first room to really get itself together.
I'll be writing about this along the way and as inspiration striies. I'm excited to change things around and I'm hoping to find some great things along the way. Wish me luck!
I don't guess that I've quite figured out how I'm handling posting about what I wore. I can't decide if I genuinely care enough about writing about it here, but I'm definitely still taking pictures daily. And let me tell you – it's so helpful. I often reference those photos to see what I wore a top with or to make sure I'm not wearing the exact same outfit I wore last week. It's one of the most brilliant things I've done to be completely honest. I'm my own fashion curator.
I'm not like most of the mainstream fashion bloggers, primarily because I'm not a fashion blogger ;), but also because I take the bulk of my images in the same place, every day. I pretty much leave my camera in the same spot & I use the self-timer to take my images, I do it as soon as I get home from work so it's just become part of my routine, no matter how good/bad I feel. I just do it. And it's so fun to look back it.
This is a HUGE dump, simply because I haven't posted in a long while. But, there are some good outfits in there. I think I've kind of found a voice for my clothing and that's a good feeling. When you feel good about the way you look, I think it reflects in so much of what you do.
"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief…and unspeakable love."
When I'm aimlessly surfing the internet, occasionally I realize how vast it is by sheer volume of content and then how small it is by proxy of popularity. It's actually quite fascinating and would probably make a great anthropology study.
The one thing that remains true about blogging, that I think has always been kind of an understated point of view, is that you have to blog for yourself. You have to find out what drives you, what keeps you here – and just do that.
Part of me really wants to come here everyday and just babble on and on about the finer, more boring details of my life – but I mostly can't be bothered to do that. And that's ok. I've been doing this too long to make apologies for what I post and when I post it. In that sense, this blog really is about anything, everything and nothing. It's a fluid situation, this here blog. Sometimes neglected, sometimes smothered. But I like it here, and even though it's ultimately for me, I hope that you do too.
Also, things like this practically BEG to be shared with you.
