I'm sorta kinda developing an understanding and a sympathy for why people a.) hire professionals or b.) stick with beige, beige, beige, with a dollop of beige. It's one thing when your "style" is a few nice major things that you've managed to buy mixed with a bunch of random stuff people have given you and you feel compelled to keep mixed with random things you've picked up just because you liked them mixed with utilitarian and ugly storage "solutions" (DVDs in a laundry basket, anyone?). It's another when you decide you actually want all parts of the room to work with each other and for every single thing in it to be actually attractive.
It's hard. It's especially hard when you keep finding stuff on the internet that's almost exactly what you want. That's enough to make people who (I swear to god) aren't cranky anymore a little frustrated.
Happy Father's Day!
xoxo
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