I junk; therefore I am ... a good decorator?There's nothing like seeing someone else's beautifully decorated apartment. It can cause tremendous joy, seeing art and Persian rugs and books so artfully arranged - but it can also inspire neuroses.
A few weeks ago I visited the apartment of a pal in the building, and let me just say it threw into question my very grunger's existence:
One look at my pad after and I could see what I never saw before: the clutter, the papers, the mis-matched furniture, the junky look.
It wasn't a good feeling.
Since then I've been cleaning out the papers and rearranging and editing furniture, objects and art in an effort to streamline my space.Some furniture has been tossed. Other bric-a-brac has been shoved in the closet and may make its way to a sale of some sort, or even a thrift shop.
I'm not sure if my new look is going to work out - I think when we question and compare ourselves in negative ways that creativity can be stifled. And after all, once a junker, always a junker, no?
Still I like what I did above with the big white (new) lampshade found at the Salvation Army Thrift Store for $7.99. It had a funny base that wouldn't allow me to attach it to the lamp the correct way, so I flipped it over and voila: I have a funky Art Deco-inspired look with an upside-down lampshade!Maybe the Grunge Queen has a tad of spunk left in her.
Stay tuned. The overhaul - and identity crises - is still in progress.
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