Ok, kids, confession time. Sometimes...when I get really bored, I mean really bored, I start making lists of things I want-- 50-item long lists. So occasionally, when I'm cleaning, I'll find pieces of paper with numbered lists that terrify me. A recent example:Want:
- Jorts (but the cool Parisian ones, I swear they exist)
- Stairs
- A straw hat
- Shiny pans
- Canning jars (I'm laughing while typing this one out. Like THAT will ever happen)
- A sectional sofa
- Loose, silky button up
- Brown K-Jacques (done!)
- Shutters
Of course, I think the room would be a bit too spare in real life, even for "daydream me" who never accumulates clutter, but the composition is certainly pretty to look at.
Image discovered on Head Over Heels, a great blog after my own heart. Oh, and another thing I want desperately -- to incorporate written sentiments into my home. Another fave from the site:
Forget want, I need this floor, and I'll take the trough sink too.