Wednesday, November 10, 2010

My living room

I have a hard time decorating.

I don't have enough money to do what I want to do and I don't have enough patience to find things and fix them up.  I find large spaces daunting, because there are so many decisions to make and so many opportunities for failure.  I mean, I can be pretty creative and am able to screw things together and hang photos and match colors, but for the most part, I am more comfortable decorating smaller areas. For instance, my bathroom and hallway look fantastic.

The living room and dining room are one [not so] great room. I have a nice color there now, but for about 5 years, I had the most glaring yellow you could possibly imagine. Why yellow? I have no fucking idea, but I'm pretty sure it's because the guy we hired to paint really fucked up the hues.

So. Yellow walls. Ugh.

But, finally, we repainted [and by we, I mean the husband and my sister and mother, because I was taking the bar exam and enjoying myself] and it looks nice. Kind of a bland color, but whatever. Yellow hurt my eyeballs, so I needed a break.

The rest of the room is decorated in the most eclectic manner you could possibly imagine. While I have long been a fan of eclectic dressing [I used to rock the combat boot/mini skirt/Dead Kennedy's tshirt look, and my eye makeup rivaled Robert Smith's],
Actually, my lip color and hair also rivaled his.
for some reason I thought my style of decorating would adhere to a theme.  I mean, grown ups have themes, right?  French provincial, English country, Martha Stewart, Barbie Dream House. 

My theme, on the other hand, has turned out to be:  Whatever strikes your fancy OR whatever people give you that you kind of like OR whatever was on sale at Target that you think looks good.

Eclectic.  Right?

Doesn't that sound better than random collection of objects?

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  1. There were YEARS where I wanted Barbie Dream House as a theme. I progressed to Beach House. Now I'm into Lilly Pulitizer Miami Beach House. I wear whatever was on sale at Target.

  2. It bothers me to no end that my house does not accurately reflect my tastes in decorating. Most of our furniture is a mish-mash of his stuff when he was a bachelor, my stuff from my broke/single mom days and a few key pieces we purchased. The theme is very Seinfeldian. It's about nothing. I always want to put placards out, like in a museum, that explain stuff like: THis piece is reflective of OUR tastes. I hate floral furniture but it was FREE.

  3. I think your theme rocks. I have a very similar theme...

    Also, after reading this post, I had to google Target, because I was completely convinced it was some sort of hardware establishment, but it totally isn't. It sells everything. Like if Amazon was a shop, and not just a website that sends you stuff in the post.

  4. If it makes you feel cozy? It's decorated correctly.
    I tend to take cast offs and give them new jobs. Cause I'm cheap like that.

  5. Well, my decorating theme closely matches yours except that instead of whatever I on sale at Target, I go for whatever I find in consignment stores that is kinda quirky, old, and obviously used. And then I accessorize with various food and other identifiable stains, along with sticky fingerprints. That's just the way I roll.

  6. I also have a similar theme. I just say my theme is Andy.

  7. My theme is Things My Mom Doesn't Want Anymore.


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