It’s Friday, and I think we should celebrate.
You’ll understand what I mean when you take a peek at the office, replete with graphic ceiling, gold sputnik chandelier, and, well, all the perfectly appointed gold accents, really.
I have a certain affinity for the stately navy velvet as of late. The addition of a throw pillow in such a hue and texture has been the sole expression of said preference up until now. But there are dreams of more…
This reminds me that I really aught to get a new desk lamp. Right, and that giant gold peace-sign-giving hand. Must get peace hand.
The whole set up is styled to perfection.
The bedroom. It’s decent I suppose. Yeah, I’d take it. If you’re offering. Whatever.
The little girl’s room down the hall though, that I’m going to emphatically insist that I need.
Please pipe down; my not having children has got nothing to do with this.
The kitchen just might take the cake for me.
Yeah. Be still my heart and such.
That’s a wrap!
Thank you for reading this week (like, did you?) and for trying to Live Simply (aren’t you?).
This weekend I think it’s high time for us all to learn how to skip a damn stone because really, it just doesn’t look all that hard? Conversely, scoop us up the mint chocolate chip and call it a Sat/Sunday.