I’ve highlighted about my house over the life of this blog. I thought it was a fun exercise to pick six of my favorite little spots that make it feel like home to me.
This rug from Anthrologie gets so much traction, including, apparently, a casual placement of my curls. I think it jazzes up our living room in the best way possible.
I love art…and art that reminds me of my friends because it’s MADE by them is the icing on the cake. Find out how I put together my California wall in this post.
This plant defied all odds. We put him, yes assign all inanimate objects a gender (much like the French, mais bien sûr!), in this spot with almost no direct sunlight. And he grew and grew…and beat all expectations.
Magoo slept in his crib for the first time last night. I didn’t cry, I swear. But if he’s not going to sleep in a bassinet next to me, this is a pretty awesome second place.
My bar. I spent countless hours picking out a paint color (if you look closely, you can actually see the swatches of different colors I tried on the wall). I went with the stately “Gentlemen’s Grey” and I love it.
This is why we bought the house. The epic view. We are the highest house on a hill which overlooks Boston. We can experience all the seasons in our comfy chair.
And those are the places in my home I’m currently obsessed with.
I want to live in the time of Mad Men when it’s socially acceptable, if not expected, to drink martinis in the middle of the day, wear torpedo bras, and live under the oppressing reign of men. Ok, maybe the time of Joan Holloway is not my golden age, but those hip bar carts conveniently located in offices were trés chic. Or the sign of alcoholism. Stick to the point, Kelly.
I love myself a bar cart and these six range in price, but not in style. Isn’t that sentence just so blog-clever-tastic?
Find your bar cart style based on your personality below. Cart 1 is top left and work your way clockwise.
Cart 1: You’re a wee bit quirky and a whole lot of fun. Known for your ginger lemonade with just a splash of vodka, that’s your kind of wild side.
Cart 2: You’re a simple girl who wants to be casual about this whole “displaying my libations” thing.
Cart 3: A whiskey drinker who lives by the sea. Enough said. Perhaps I’ve already said too much.
Cart 4: Price is not a limitation when considering how to house your fine, yet stylish, booze. Hell, the flowers alone cost more than most pay for their actual bar cart. Living the dream, my friend.
Cart 5: A thrift store junkie who will find booze on sale and make a theme party out of it. Taco Tequila Tuesday anyone?
Cart 6: You’re signature style? A refreshing beverage with just a splash of neurosis.
While I did put a lot of work into the hospital bag, packing some cute, comfortable clothes for my stay… THIS is what I wore in the hospital while waiting for labor to kick in. Compression socks, man slippers, and a warm albeit not so cute, robe.
Hospital mirror selfie, anyone?
Gotta keep it real, folks.