Showing posts with label home design. Show all posts
Showing posts with label home design. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Thrifty.



Okay, this top photo is not my home, but it's the most perfect writing space I can imagine right now, so clean, uncluttered, retro and lovely. Perhaps some of the items were even thrifted, too, which is exactly on topic, because today we're talking about just that: thrift store magic.

I love to thrift, and I know there are many kindred spirits out there who feel the same way. It's one of several go-to stress relievers I'll employ when I need to get out of the house, or when I feel the need to shop, but without the attendant shopper's guilt that sometimes follows. It holds my focus (most of the time), gives me a goal (depending on what I may need or want), and when I find something for my home or for my closet, it feels like I've discovered a secret treasure.

But thrifting is political too. Because the truth is, as a bunch of humans on this earth, most of us have more stuff than we need. There's stuff everywhere--clothes, electronics, furniture, dishes, toys, all of it. In fact, a trip to the local thrift store reminds me of exactly how much we all tend to accumulate. Now I happen to love my stuff, don't get me wrong, but in an effort to be more green and more conscious of how goods in my home are produced, I've found that buying second-hand often yields wonderful and useful items, ones that are not only less expensive, but which also come into my life with a little history and not straight out of the factory.

The thrifting gods have been good to me, and not simply in terms of sweaters and dresses, but I've furnished a good portion of my home with finds from either second-hand stores or garage sales.
And most of it I hope to hold on to for many years to come.

I've taken a few photos of my favorite finds over the years and I've included a few words about why they're special. (There are many more that didn't make an appearance for this post, but which I hope to feature soon.)

First off, this plaid chair. I found it at the Goodwill a week after I moved into my place. I love it because of its shape, its color, and its kind spirit, and I do believe a chair may possess such a thing.


This little brass elephant. I found him at the Goodwill as well, in a section of the store that housed primarily electronics, which I took to mean that he was hiding in his secret spot, waiting for me. 
He sits by the window and he's perfect.


Three special dishes, two from the thrift store, one from a local ceramics artist, all on top of a silk polka dot scarf, also thrifted, and a table, which my mom found at a thrift store, as well. I suppose I must inherit some of these tendencies. The tiny dish is from an old friend, and there's a tiny lady and her gentleman dancing together. Love.



The bottom of the table is home to most of my scarves.




Aerial view of the living room. Many of these things were thrifted too--the coffee table I made (with a little help).




Vintage Buffet. Also rescued from Goodwill and one of my favorite pieces.
Also home to the loveliest brass swan family.




A framed print of a street in San Francisco (where I spent some good years of my life), and which looks identical to Union Street or Church Street, interchangeable I suppose, but both of which are near and dear to my heart. I found it at Goodwill and it had a companion piece that I left behind, because I suppose it felt like two too many at the time. I sort of regret not buying both--but just this one makes me happy.


This mirror, found at an estate sale in San Francisco on a morning spent with two lovely friends. It's actually convex or fish-eye--not sure this is so clear in the picture.


Lamp and hairpin-leg side table. Thrifted from a local vintage shop that has since changed names to Tossed and Found. I enjoy the bright colors, and this is the first lamp I've ever really loved.


Bookshelf for some of the overflow. It was thrifted and it fits perfectly in narrow spaces. Lots of English teaching texts hang out here. It's hard to let them go, so I keep them for now.


And more to be continued, I'm sure. Also on the subject of all things thrift, I have a little Etsy shop called Loved & Lovely, where I sell mostly sweaters, dresses, shoes and boots. Please feel free to stop by, if you'd like. I'll be talking a little bit more about it this week as well.

And finally, thank you for allowing me to indulge you with a little show and tell! I do so love the old stuff and I'm ever thankful for an audience.

(top photo via middlechildcomplex.tumblr.com)


Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Holiday Cheer Sans Le Tree



I live in a relatively compact space. I wouldn't call it small, because I still spread out and live comfortably in all the ways that matter: my legs have plenty of room on the couch, I can chop my vegetables without banging elbows against a wall, there's enough space for books, extra chairs in corners, plants here and there, and all of this feels just right. 

Still, it's an apartment, and there's not a lot of room for Christmas decor. Full disclosure: I'm not sure how far down the rabbit hole of holiday sparkle and flair I'm willing to climb. 

This isn't to say that I don't admire a decorated space--I truly do! I appreciate tiny details, and even in my own space, little white fairy lights twinkle year-round, but I've never had a tree. And I don't necessarily want to make room for one, either. I'm also not sure I want an extra box in the storage space devoted to holiday cheer--not just yet, anyway. What I do want are hints of the season and, nothing against jolly St. Nick, but I'd prefer to keep Santa in the shopping malls.

So, when it comes to decorating, while I'd like to bring a little winter whimsy indoors, for me it's all about the frost that sparkles outside, it's the narrow shaft of light that pierces through the clouds right before the sun goes down at 4:00, it's the way tree branches create intricate patterns stretched out across the sky, like lace covered in ice crystals. I think the frozen, quiet stillness of the season is enchanting, and bringing little artifacts of winter indoors is a way of appreciating the warmth and comfort of home in the depth of cold and darkness.

I've been considering different ideas for my home--craft ideas, little treasures from outside, bits of pine and twine--objects to inspire reflection and gratitude. Here are a few:

Rosemary Candles

Berry Branches

Pine Cones

Candelabara

Pinecone Kissing Ball

Hanging Stars

What are some of your decorating tips? If you celebrate Christmas, would you consider doing without a tree? I'd love to hear your thoughts.


(top photo: thetotalblamblam.tumblr.com)

Monday, November 24, 2014

Monday Musings: Sleepytime

It's a gray-blue, chilly November morning, and though my wake-up time came and went hours ago and I've been plugging away at work, it's still the kind of morning that inspires daydreams of sleeping in, which, thanks to the holiday gods, is sure to happen in just a few short days.

As someone who struggles to fall asleep and stay asleep for a healthy number of hours, I've developed a particular interest in all things that connect back to the elusive, unconscious state: sheets, pillows, bed size, mattress consistency, extra blanket, objects on nightstand, pictures on walls, color of said walls, rug on bedroom floor, curtains, darkness, nightlight, on and on...

In a fit of sleep deprived curiosity, here are a few bedrooms that make me wonder: Could one find sleep here? (Fellow insomniacs, this one's for you!)

                                             (northernmoments.tumblr.com)




Maybe it's less about the bed sometimes...



                                                  (ollebosse.tumblr.com)


                                                         (lessalice.tumblr.com)

Happy Monday and sweet dreaming!