Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Little Living Room Tour

When we got married eight months ago, we moved into a little university-owned apartment. It has blue carpet in every room but the kitchen and bathroom, which have boring/nasty linoleum. The walls are all landlord-white, and the entire left wall is cinder block reminiscent of my dorm room. However, it is well kept, clean and the best price you can imagine. It's certainly a good place to live, but it was a bit of a disappointment to me after I spent the entire summer reading apartment decorating blogs.

Because I spend so much time looking at interior decorating inspiration, I have all sorts of ideas for this place. I wanted to create an entryway, a cozy living room, a comforting bedroom, an adorable office space, and a functional kitchen. We are nowhere near reaching all of these goals, but we're working on it. I've spent months scouring the internet for the perfect pieces for each area of our home.

For example, this is our entryway. The mirrors are from Ikea, at less than $20 for the pair. The adorable coat rack was found on Etsy (, also less than $20. The bench was my great-grandmother's coffee table once upon a time, and my daddy cut it down to a bench width for me, and shortened the legs (I think). He also re-stained it. I am extremely happy with the result! The mail holder is a basket made of bottle caps from Africa.

This is the view from the couch. The media center is actually two Expedit bookshelves from Ikea, the one on the bottom is laid on its side, with a square one staked on top of it. The large photo over the TV is hard to see, but it's one of our engagement pictures that I photoshoped. That's actually our newest addition, we just put it up tonight!

Here's the cinder block wall. The squares are our attempt to cover it up. They're just thin pieces of wood stapled together to make frames and covered with fat quarters (fat quarter: a piece of fabric cut to 18"x22" and sold individually; useful for quilting). The quilt on the chair was a Christmas present from my mom. I absolutely love it! She made it for us out of colors that she said "just screamed Rachel." And she's so right! Oh, and Dave likes it too. 

None of this is totally done. It may never be. But it's coming, and I'm pretty happy with the progress so far.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

me, rachel

So, I put off starting this blog because I didn't have anything interesting to say. Honestly, I still have nothing interesting to say. But I'm being "compelled" to write for a class, so here I am, in all my uninteresting glory!

Now, that is kind of misleading. I may have started writing today because of my class, but I'm actually quite thankful for being forced to start. I kept a blog last year chronicling my "adventures" planning my wedding. They weren't very adventurous, but they were honest, and they allowed far-away family members to follow the planning process. I certainly don't lead the adventurous life of a heroine of a novel, or even a supporting character in a half-baked sitcom, but I do have myself. And I like to think that I'm not quite average.

For example, I'm a student, and I'm married. My husband graduated, but I'm still working on my degree in journalism. So, he's a full-blown working adult, and I can't decide if I'm a college kid or a married woman. Makes things interesting  :-)

We live in a little two-bedroom apartment owned by the University. It's the basic rental-white, and comes with all the basic design-minded renters nightmares...dome lights, nasty blue ex-dorm carpet, forbidden painting and even a white cinder block wall (gasp!). I'd love to paint all the walls bright sunny jewel tones, but since that's not allowed, I have to get creative in other ways. Unfortunately, much of this creativity is still in my head or in little file folders on my desktop. We certainly have a few pieces that show our quirky personality, but overall we've been to busy with life to put much effort into decorating.

I'm a perfectionist and a procrastinator, which is an awful combination. I enjoy baking but hate the dishes that come afterwards. I may or may not write terribly interesting things, but I suppose I don't mind much. It's just me, rachel.