So I may be living with a bunch of design mistakes and Apartment Therapy will be here next week. I couldn't be more excited about it.
Last week I had a few minor flip outs and what if's. I got scared and nervous and my palms started sweating. I suddenly hated everything in my house. But why? I had never cared what others thought of me before. I am mostly confident in my design aesthetic. I don't pretend like I know everything and I don't act like I have it all figured out. I only decorate according to what I like. And fuck it if someone else doesn't like what I do. I really don't care. I enjoy all these pretty little things around me, and the company isn't bad either ;) I had a list of goals in my head when we first bought this house that I've held onto:
- start a blog and have someone other than my mom read it
- have a room(s) featured on Young House Love
- write, somewhat professionally, for someone/thing other than a blog
- have a House Tour on Apartment Therapy
- learn more about my passion. Read.more.design.books.
- be featured in a magazine.
So although our custom ordered doors came in dented, my cat decided this week to start scratching furniture, we've spent WAY too much money preparing for this shoot, and something peed on our new rug, I couldn't be happier. It feels good to accomplish something. I can not wait to have our home professionally photographed and to see all the hard work we've put into this house be featured on a super famous website. I am so giddy with excitement that I can barely contain myself. I can not wait for the next couple of days to play through and I guarantee I will be enjoying every minute of them.