7.12.11 Overwhelmed

I should be excited, but I've never been more overwhelmed. I don't feel like I'm at a good point in my life right now, but then again, I know there are more like me. Last week came and went like a blur. Eric is officially back. And for a few days, I kept this all to myself. I felt like I did something crazy, but it shouldn't be that big of a deal. Eric and I applied for a cottage, and we got approved. We barely even saw the place. When we had submitted our applications, the next day, we got confirmation, the place is going to be ours for a year. And then when we were meeting with the real estate agent, she was just as shocked as we were that we were going to get this place without even being scheduled to see it. As much as I feel the need to mention, to sum it all up, we got our first place. The kitchen is tiny, but the place has character. Not to mention we recently found out from one of our neighbors, he thinks the cottages were built around the 20's because of labels found in the old plumbing that needed to be replaced. We're slowly moving in, and I finally told my friends, and my family. I'm still a little overwhelmed, but I feel I'll get through it.

10.21.2010 Interior spaces

To get over my last post, I wanted to do a positive follow up and to inspire me to get moving.

As much as I'm getting into beauty and clothes, I love Interior Design. Growing up, I didn't have a room of my own. I slept on a couch in the kitchen. When I finally got my own room, I had a really large bed with a built-in headboard that as a kid, I really didn't need. I wanted a fun room that could double as a play room. Instead I got a sanitarium. I tried dolling it up as best as I could with dolls I collected. I used the built in headboards and made them into dollhouses. They were that big. That built-in. It was really sad. The room actually belonged to my grandpa, but he never liked sleeping there. He liked to sleep on another couch we had in the kitchen. It was terribly unconventional.

Over the years, my parents had our house remodeled and I got my own room, immaculate, untouched. It was my own. I tried decorating it as much as I could. I was always influenced by children's rooms, then teenagers rooms, and so on. I'm getting older and am in a rut. I told myself that I would move out before I hit thirty and I'm sticking to that goal. I've always thought of this one particular movie whenever I thought of the place I envisioned I would live in one day. It was this movie called Smoke. Ever heard of it?

(photo via moviescreenshots.blogspot.com)

These pictures don't do anything for that amazing studio. It belonged to William Hurt in the movie who played a Professor. So he had an open floor plan, a library of shelves in there, Breur's Cane chairs, natural lighting, and check out that bay window in the back. I've always tried looking online for stills of the interior of this movie. I should find out the designer. Today I found out this design site, emmas.blogg.se. I hate that I never knew about this site. Such great spaces! These ones brought me back, but to a more lovelier and girly space, of the memory of the interior space in Smoke. Weird? Maybe.

(photos via emmas.blogg.se)