The next few months are going to be quite busy, especially since it looks like I may be moving in the near future. Since it looks like my time in this bedroom is coming to an end, I thought it would be as good of a time as any to give you a little tour.
There are many handmade and secondhand things in my room. I made the jewelry board on the left (I posted a tutorial on this in my blogging days) and the crayon art on the right was a gift.
This leather chair was one of my greatest finds. It is the perfect size for Marly and me to cozily sit on, it even reclines, and I got it a garage sale for only $40. I also got the little side table at an antique fair. I wish that I had looked around more though because I think I paid too much for it. Live and learn!
This is one of my most favorite photos I have taken of Marly. I took this back in my first B + W film photography class, where Dai and I met :)
This vintage chair used to be in one of the dressing rooms at Lucky Brand back when I worked there. They were getting new ones so I quickly snatched this baby up. She has lived here ever since and I have become quite attached to her.
I also found this narrow table that I use as a bench at the end of my bed at a garage sale for only $12. I was super excited about this find, and even though it makes the space at the end of my bed a little tight, it is is worth it to me.
I hope that you enjoyed this little look into my bedroom. Like the "What's in my bag" post, I always think it is fun to see what people's personal space is like. I did forget to photograph my desk area, but next time I guess!
Looking at these photos has made me think of all the memories that are contained in these four walls. This room saw me through my high school years, which were filled with laughter, heartbreak, joy, sorrow, creativity, and adventure. You know, all of that teenage stuff ;) Though it is definitely bittersweet to be leaving this room, I am ready for a fresh start somewhere new, to have a more sophisticated style, and to take the next step in growing up. Whew, this life stuff is hard, huh?
What were your feelings about leaving your childhood bedroom? Are you able to go back and visit it?
