So remember how in my last post, I posted about the different interior styles that I like (minus the bathroom and bedroom, because honestly, that would have been such a long post)? Well, now I kind of feel like talking about exteriors. I mean, you should never judge a book by its cover, but there is a point where you have to acknowledge that sometimes exterior appearance does matter.
I think my obsession (and yes, I’m pretty sure it’s an obsession- I bought Sims 3 just so I could build and decorate different houses, and I regularly frequent realtor.com just to look at houses in different places) stemmed from growing up with a real estate agent for a mother. That’s right, she’s just as crazy about houses as I am (if that’s possible). She has been a realtor for like… my whole entire life, so family vacations and stuff were often spent driving around looking at houses in different neighborhoods. She, like I, has a very eclectic style, but tends to favor a preppier, country style, while I stray more towards a strange juxtaposition of preppy and boho.
Putting internal tastes aside, we both generally favor the same external sort of look, and almost all of them have some history to them. Large brick Colonials; old, slightly-creepy Victorians; cute English Cottages… You know, the norm for any middle class family in Mid-America. HA! I wish. I would have loved to grow up living in the attic of a beautiful old Victorian, or in a tiny cottage bedroom surrounded by books, but my life doesn’t come from a Roald Dahl story, so I am sadly out of luck. But there’s plenty to look forward to in the future!
Well, it’s that time again! I’m writing once more and this time it’s with a theme in mind! I mention in my about page that I have a very eclectic sense of style (that I would totally broadcast if I wasn’t a poor college student) and I want to go even further and tell you (the vast readership that consists of my mom… maybe) which styles I actually like. Now, you can agree or disagree, but if you disagree I will personally think that you’re wrong, so… yeah. I’m very personable, I promise!
I have been loving bright, bold colors lately, like reds and oranges, which is strange because I’m usually more drawn towards the cool color side of that infamous color wheel we all learned about in our elementary school art classes. I have always been drawn to slightly older, over-sized world maps and I love globes, which probably has a lot to do with my insatiable wanderlust. I mean, I suppose you could casually mention in a totally non-accusatory way that I am (unfortunately and much to my own protesting) drawn to the more “hipster” style of apartment. I love vintage things like old typewriters and record players (and saying that I loved them before they became popular really doesn’t help my “I’m not a hipster just because I like hipster things” case) and I would love to incorporate them into my one-day apartment. Unfortunately for me, that apartment probably won’t be anything close to the brilliant apartments that I look at online. Whichever apartment I get in the future will probably be small and cramped with an ugly, beige carpet that hasn’t been cleaned since the day it was installed in 1983, so I’m always on the hunt for pictures of apartments with carpets (cough, cough- if any of you random people who somehow find this know of any good inspiration pictures, drop a line).
There comes a time in every person’s life when they have to realize that they don’t have as much control over things as they thought they did. That time for me is now, apparently. I go to my classes, I work, I come home… And that’s pretty much it. I hang out with my friends and we have a great time, but I am absolutely desperate for something a little more exciting. Do I know what that thing is? No, not yet. Do I hope that I will figure it out sooner, rather than later? Of course! Until then, though, I suppose I’ll just do what I always do- keep my chin up and find a new hobby.
To be absolutely honest, I’ve always been shit at keeping up with journalling. I have a plethora of half-filled notebooks with scribbles about my life at the time, which is all well and good to look back on, but I’ll state it right here, right now- I have commitment issues with myself. I suppose it’s good that I admit it; that’s always the first step, right? But I like writing about my life, no matter how mundane it is, so I’m going to actually try with this one. Sound like a plan? Good.