painting day one.

Today I officially started painting my room. I went with a brownish orange which is called buttered yams ( I think that name sounds a little silly ) but two coats of paint later followed by a very long shower, I have finally finished painting. without the help of my younger brothers I would probably still be in my room painting. After tonight the paint should be dry enough for me tomorrow so I can take the tape off the walls and start moving things around. My next project involves an empty picture frame and some chicken wire..lets see where that takes me. Pictures to follow :)

yes.

I did it, I found the most perfect tapestry and pillow to complete my room. Just ordered them from Urban and I am so excited to get them. Just a little early birthday gift, thanks ma!

recycled.

So yesterday while looking for pillows, I came across these babies and I love, love, love them. Thank you TJMaxx. These baskets are made from old recycled newspapers and magazines and look so sweet with my new set up in my room. I took an insane amount of pictures today and plan on uploading them some time tomorrow before I start slapping paint on the walls of my room. So long lavender and purple walls, hello soft browns and yellows.

The "L" word

My family and friends mean the world to me, and this guy right here fits into both categories. He is everything that I love and hope for. Everything that I have done for the past two years. he has been there for me, and I do not know how to thank him other than words. It has been hard, but as a wise fortune cookie once told me "Allow compassion to guide your decisions" (Look at him being a trooper while I attack him with my camera...hes not the picture type hehe.)

pillows. PILLOWS.

I am in the process of re-decorating my room and I went pillow crazy today at the store. I got three new pillows for my bed and still need to find that pillow that just makes your bed. I'm thinking I will check out Urban for that. Happy napping in the mean time!

steve madden.

Now, shoes may not be apart of my four F's, but S id definitely another letter I would consider adding to the group, especially if is Steve Madden.

ghosts of summers past.

As I still lay in bed on this gloomy Tuesday morning, I started to think back to my summer days spent in Cape Cod. Oh how I miss waking up smelling the ocean outside my window and my best friends cousins running around their grandparents Cape house early in the morning to start their day. Although we were not blessed with the best weather this summer, I was lucky enough to take some amazing pictures with my recently deceased phone, yes I took this with an app on my phone. The drive home that day was a great memory with the lighting and clouds looming in the air just waiting to find that right moment to strike. Luckily, we were driving away from the storm, and I got out of it some amazing photos.

full closet.

It is that time of year again, Christmas has passed and you just got all these new clothes and have no where to put. That my friends, is when I turned and looked at my closet. Now it was just a disaster, my countless shoes thrown on the ground and clothes upon clothes on hangers and in bags. It was like Hurricane Irene just passed through my closet space. So I dug out the courage, and with a little help, I managed to turn it into the Garden of Eden of all closets, well almost.

pistachios and wine.

Every person in the history of the world knows that when eating pistachios, you cannot just have one, especially when you have a medium flower pot size basket sitting in front of you practically screaming your name. As the night went on and me and my best enjoyed the workings of Facebook's new profile upgrade, Timeline, and our bottle of the wisdom, I had the biggest urge to just write about what was happening, knowing what a good story it would make to be. And the next day when I got home, I made champagne and the wisdom. At this point in the post I would probably hashtag something like #pistachioproblems, or #bloggersblock but the only problem I have right now is that I do not have a Titter. Then the question becomes, should I conform as the rest of my generation has and become sinfully addicted to yet another social networking site. Hmmm decisions decisions. . .