There are always unexpected things...like the neatest and best looking people are usually the biggest and nastiest slobs. It makes no sense to me.
I have converted the second living room of my apartment into my bedroom.
One wall is a big, ever-growing collage.
&then the whole spread.
The words painted on the wall...
I flipped through my favourite John Donne poems and pulled out words and phrases, and re-arranged them into that. It's definitely cheaper than buying art or frames to decorate.
I dig it. Living spaces are super important to me.
I can't work, be happy, or think straight in a messy/dirty/unorganized place.
