Showing posts with label boyfriend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boyfriend. Show all posts

Friday, April 10, 2009

Girly Room

After making the manliest manly man room I could last time, I decided to go for "girl" here.  And oddly enough, Wulfy said he kind of liked it *facepalm* I think he's just not picky as long as he's not really involved in the process.  I also really liked this when I made it (that tufted gray chair is so cool) but now I think it's kind of lacking.  Maybe too semetrical?  Maybe the walls need more color?  I was trying to go for a "collected over time" look with the art, but maybe it didn't succeed or the scale is off or something.  It's hard to get things on scale, that's one advantage of the true mood-board as opposed to the mockup.

And I will probably be spending time in my apartment-to-be this weekend, so I may take "before" pictures to share.  If I'm not attacked by the many pointy Christmas ornaments in storage down there first.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Compromise, + ohmigod apartment

I figured out how to use polyvore.com for interior design purposes.  The results aren't quite as crisp as photoshop, but it took half the time:

Boyfriend Room

My boyfriend, Wulfy, is a manly manly man who vetoes a lot of my favorite things as "too girly" to live with.  This room he thinks is still girly, but livable.  I think if it got much more manly, it would be a cave furnished with antlers and animal pelts.

But at least we both like the couch, and especially the Andy Warhol print.  He likes the green chair, I have a thing for wicker.  I wanted a zebra stripe rug, he didn't.  I wanted a paper lantern, he picked the style.  I picked those tables without him though, because I love them oh so dearly.  That stripey wood is so pretty to me right now.

And in bigger, better news:  I may have found an apartment!  No more dorm for me!  I couldn't stay on campus next semester anyway, and I wanted to stay in town over summer because this place comes alive in warm weather, it's a great place.  So an older relative who lives in town offered to let me live in the apartment in her basement if I help fix it up.  My family are all packrats, so cleaning out her basement is no small task, but it will definitely be nice to have a place even marginally my own.  She might even fix up the bathroom down there, and will likely fix dinner for the two of us on a regular basis.  Oh joy oh joy!