I’m Sorry for the Things I Said When I Was Cold

The past few days of pretty weather have made me obsess over spring. It is the season on new possibilities, the season of flowers, and the season of allergies. Two of those are exciting. One is a necessary evil. And please don’t be that person and crush my dreams, don’t point out that I live in South Carolina, and there’s still at least one cold snap coming. I realize this; I enjoy my denial.

How do you make it through that last stretch between winter and spring? I’m over here  trying to convince myself to come out of hibernation and get back to exercising and get over missing the festivity of Christmas decor.

What are your default ways to celebrate the new season? Music? Flowers? Spring Cleaning? We need some inspiration over here!

 

 

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I Resolve Not to Resolve

It’s the final countdownnnnnnn (and if you didn’t start singing in your head, I’m disappointed in you). Does anyone else feel like 2017 has mastered how to be ridiculously slow one second and moving at the speed of light the next? It’s hard to believe it’s almost a whole new year. We have been flying by the seat of our pants over here, but it’s been a good year- a year of growth.

Normally, this is the time to make resolutions for how you’re going to improve yourself in the coming New Year. As if in a day’s time, you’ll suddenly enjoy eating all those healthy foods, getting up early to exercise, or whatever it is you promise the world. I don’t know about you, but I do not change that quickly. I have to over-think everything, discuss it with my group, and then quietly drag myself into accepting things. I am a quiet and thoughtful decision maker. Who will then rethink her decision 3 or 4 times.

To that thought… today I’m resolving not to make a resolution. Not to make sky-high promises to myself that I will then berate myself for breaking. I want to improve, don’t get me wrong.  I have scads of goals and plans for the coming year, but I want to embrace the things life has coming for me. I want to be able to sit in the quiet and know that my life, my family’s life, is moving in the direction it should be.

So on January 1, 2018, don’t look for me in the gym at the crack of dawn. I’ll still be in my bed. I’ll improve myself, I swear. Just not at 6am. Y’all have fun with that.

2018… we’re ready for you!

 

Gallery Wall Debut and My Duh Moment of the Week

It’s an ever evolving thing, but it’s time for an update on how the apartment has been coming. The gallery wall is ready for its debut.

This is probably the space I had the clearest vision for when we first toured the apartment, which is funny considering it’s been changing since March.
When Chris and I got married, we realized we had a unique situation. We had very little furniture (mostly from Chris’s bachelor days that had been moved 5 times) but there was SO much art. Chris worked with a vendor at San Diego Comic Con for about eight years and in the course, collected a whole bevy of art. I have artwork I made as well as pieces I’ve collected over the years. A sofa? You’re asking too much. But enough art to hit up every empty wall possible? Easy.

To get oriented…

The decision to do a gallery wall was an easy one; its the only way we’d be able to even remotely display everything (and we actually still have pieces set aside that have no home yet) but figuring out the configuration was trickier. I fell back on a handy Pinterest hack: we traced each piece of artwork and taped it up to the wall. Now, normal people use craft paper or something plain. Impatient people whip out Christmas wrapping paper and start maniacally cutting at 1 o’clock in the morning. Three guesses which person I was…

I rearranged options for a few days, sending photos to friends and family to see if they saw any major holes or unfortunate pairings (This is actually why I turned the wrapping paper around, the first response I got was “Too many snowflakes.” Thanks guys).

 

 

I wish I had a good photo of the snowflakes. Bless it. 

 

Tip: It’s vital to consider your art as a whole, as well as each piece. Lay all your pieces out near each other on a big flat surface and check to make sure your color palate coordinates. Are any of your frames clashing? We had some chunkier frames that had depth to them, so we knew those couldn’t be near the geometric shelves. We also had several frames that were very close in size, so we tried to keep those distant from each other.

Then came time to hang everything. Let me tell you, that is the moment you will be thanking your lucky stars that you made the paper grid, it honestly made this step a breeze. We had one snaffoo: the deer. This painting has traveled with me since I was in 4th grade. It’s actually the first watercolor painting I ever did (Some of you may recognize this piece from Instagram, it’s the one my husband called a goldfish. I will give him props and say the painting was upside down at the time. He now refers to it as the “Not Goldfish”). This painting was framed when I was 11 and has just leaned on top my dresser since then. It never hung on the wall. I honestly never considered checking the back of the frame, but when we went to hang it (last I may add) we realized that particular frame has no spot to add a wire or bracket, it goes straight from cardboard backing to the angle of the back of the frame.

 


I set it aside and spent a few days (weeks, I’ll be honest) admiring the wall and just left my wrapping paper place holder up. I considered buying a new frame but wasn’t sold. I considered putting something else there and just continuing to lean “Not Goldfish” on top of a bookshelf, but I didn’t want to buy something new because the whole issue was having So. Much. Art. So I left it and became obsessed with a different project.

The little abandoned guy

Cut to a few weeks ago, my husband asked why I’d never published about how the wall turned out. I pointed to our stylish snowflake paper and said I was putting it off. He scoffed, told me to hang ‘the thing from the bathroom’ and get to writing. Y’all. It was a face-palm moment for me. It took him two seconds. This illustration of Howard’s School of Witchcraft and Wizardry fits perfectly. And who doesn’t need more Harry Potter in their life?

We’re so excited to have one section of our new home “done.” Can’t wait to get started on another project!

How Do You Choose Your Design Style?

Does this question burn anybody like it does me? Maybe it’s from an interior designer standpoint, but trying to put a label on my personal style feels kind of like being asked to solve the formula for time travel. I got nothing. Or, more accurately, I have options galore. I’m transitional. I’m eclectic. I love Art Deco. I tend towards Mid Century Modern. The choices!

This is normally where I tell a client to start making mood boards. Whether it’s on Pinterest, a bulletin board, or a stack of ripped up magazine pages, gather and cultivate the things that appeal to you. I’ve trapped my husband in this stage. We’re trying to make a semi-longterm plan for a dining set and a sofa and and and. While we plan and save, I obsessively send him photos. And then nitpick through the photos.

I, personally, adore this stage. I’m not so sure Chris does, but he indulges me.

Here are some images that we’ve been loving:

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Image via loversofmint.blogspot.com

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Image via Rose Poupre

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Image via Curated Interior: Emily Jackson’s Home

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Image via ChrisLovesJulia

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Image via Jason Oliver Nixon & John Loecke, Madcap Cottage

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Image by Summer Thornton Interiors