I'm still a minor. As such, I don't own my own house. Not even an apartment. My current dream home is a little flat in some amazing European place (or Boston, alternatively lol)... not too big, but with lots and lots of windows. And I'll have to own it because I can't see any landlord being to pleased with my constant redecoration...
You see, I am a rather fickle person when it comes to design. I'm sure you've realized this in bloggyland, as I generally have a new look up every month. Sigh. Luckily, redecorating a blog can usually be free for me... redecorating a room? Not so much.
First let's talk about my room. My room has two windows facing in the wrong directions. Seriously. I get zero sun. Which means I have to rely on artificial lighting. It also has a (in my opinion) hideous wooden floor that my parents love and are extremely protective of. (Think, I scooch my chair back and they say, "don't scratch the floor!") This floor is orange. Not a pretty orange either. If it were up to me, the floor in my room would be white — I love the look of painted boards, and it makes everything much less cluttered-looking and dark. Alas.
I redecorated my room last summer. Before that redecoration it was all very IKEA and modern and spare. Thus, me not being the neatest person ever, it always looked like Hurricane Katrina had taken a side trip up to my bedroom floor. So I plotted and I planned and my mom got out her layout paper (though not an architect herself, she comes from a family chock-full of them). I decided on a shabby chic, vintage look. So we went hunting for photos to use as inspiration (I call it inspo). After many garage sales, many dollars (of my own money, btw), much driving, and a lotta white paint, I had something like this... but not as good.
That was all well and good but me being me I started getting annoyed. I wanted something that had more modern stuff in it, not so froofy, more sophisticated. So I looked for my own inspo, and found this.
What started out as a simple room cleaning...
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| it needed a good clean! |
Turned into this.
Nothing hugely major changed. I bought no new paint, no new furniture, no rugs or lamps or artwork. Anything that wasn't in my room before came from my basement.
Here's where I tell you that my parents are very into Danish-modern-design stuff. I think my temporary fling with frilliness was a sort of subconscious rebellion against that. So we have a ton of weird furniture in our basement. Plus, my mother was a painter (I keep telling her she needs to start up again) so we have lots of her artwork as well as those of people we know.
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| This basket/trunk was free... look how awesome! |
Okay, thanks for slogging through that, everyone. The interior-design enthusiasts among you may like it, who knows. But here's what you've all been waiting for...
Out of 37 entries...
The winner of the Words for Snow art contest, and the new holder of a $50 gift certificate to Robin Blogs...
The fantastic artisan...
Is...
Melody was one of the few who entered something other than a photo. I love, love, love her entry. It conveys a lot of emotion without a lot of flowery talk, and the sentiment/view is an unusual one (but one I personally love).
Congratulations! Please email me to claim your prize.
A few people who ought to be recognized, because their entries were also amazing:
Hot Coffee Mama with her adorable photo...
and HayHay with her amazing red picture.
Since both of you were very close seconds, I'd like to reward you two with a $25 gift certificate each. Please also email me.
