I’m pretty sure that the opposite of living in a Parisian Apartment is Annandale, Virginia, but whatever, we have a great DC commute.
Lindsey Tramuta; Carams
Dreambookdesign.com
Found on garancedore.fr
Shelterness.com
Elle Decor
Elle Decor
Found on thisisglamorous.com
Just a picture of my laptop and my view…of Paris Annandale as I write this…
My house is clean and the sun was out. I took one picture which led to another and then another. Back in the day I would go into people’s houses and do photo shoots. This felt like that. My favorite part is editing what I captured…or looking at what I thought I saw and really seeing it on “film”. (Then redoing it.) That’s the best way to really edit/style your rooms. Take a picture and you will see what others see when they walk in the door.
bellahomestaging.net
Kindness and joy to you,
Jen!
New Year’s Resolution. Be very specific about what I want.
Dear Universe, I will take one of these please. Thank you. Jen
The Queen’s Hamlet. Versailles. www.stuckincustoms.com
Rhinebeck, New York
“Hansel”. Carmel, California
Baz Luhrmann’s The Great Gatsby. Architectural Digest
Bee Cottage. House Beautiful.
Bee Cottage. House Beautiful.
If you liked this post then you will just love:
Teeny Tiny Cottages, and Cottage Love
That is obviously what inspired the dream I had.
I dreamed a dream of Ralph Lauren
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that he would decorate my house
I dreamed that he would be not expensive
Then I was young and so naive
So dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no mortgage to be paid
No song unsung
No college tuition
But the budget talk comes at night
With my husband’s voice soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream towards Target
And still I dream he’ll come to me
That I will live the years with velvet
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
Me toasting a Normal Day.
It’s August 21st. Today marks my very first normal day since 1979. Meaning, my house is not on the market, I’m not packing to move, I’m not unpacking from a move, I’m not being chased by a pack of very aggressive geese (really did happen last week), I’m not leaving for a trip, planning a major event, or staying at someone else’s house because I am homeless, I don’t have house guests (8 just left including a baby and a 4 year old not including a small dog and a really big dog), I’m not on percocet (Yes, my husband had to call 911 2 weeks ago because I was paralyzed on the dining room floor due to a very unwelcome back and nerve issue.) and my house is clean and semi-to do list free (I actually just refuse to make a new to do list so therefore that counts as not having one.) So today is normal. It’s 5:53 pm as I write this so I hope I don’t curse it. Watch, any minute a small car of 27 clowns is going to pull up, or the dishwasher will explode, or a reporter will show up wanting to interview me about bees while I am holding large stuffed animals (Oh, wait, that was yesterday.)
To celebrate this normal day I thought I would write a blog post.
Let’s look at not normal houses because really, who lives like this?
