My talented brother made me this sweet little bookcase. I intended to paint it gloss white, but my bro told me to check out the mistake section of the paint department. A happy discovery indeed! I bought a pint of satin enamel by Clark + Kensington for $1.00! Yep, no shit. $1.00. After sanding (which I hate) the paint went on smooth.
Bam. I love it. I placed the little bookcase on my focal wall.
The chair is a gift from my mom. It's a little chunky for my taste, and I wasn't sure I liked the sage green. It sure is comfy, though and did I mention it was free?
After studying this wall for a couple of weeks, I began to go through a familiar stage in my decorating. Panic. I love beautiful things, but I panic when I have too many. Maybe it comes from growing up in a hoarder home (the subject of a subsequent post). I decided the focal wall needed to be cleaner.
Yep. That feels good. It's hard to photograph my place, it doesn't get much light. But I kinda dig its cave like feel. So where did the little bookcase end up?
In the bedroom, where it is the perfect nightstand. Now that's what I call form AND function. BTW, I hate making my bed.