|love note from my mom|
Over the past year, I've settled into my new "normal" and living on my own is one of those beautiful things that I have come to thoroughly enjoy and check off my bucket list.
No one to tell me to that "it's too much sparkle."
|a few shiny things..|
No one to say, "you spent how long looking for the perfect headboard?!?"
|sweet dreams to me!|
|why yes those are beaded sequined pillows from Pier 1|
No one to question, "do you really need jeweled picture frame?"
|little purple and gold jewels holding a Key West memory|
Each and every design decision made in this new apartment was up to little old me (with the help of a few friends and one very patient mother who accompanied me on my biggest shopping trips) but I can honestly say that this apartment's decor is all me and I absolutely love it every time I walk through the door.
I love setting my keys and mail down on the silver hallway table that my mom convinced me was "oh-my-god-so-perfect" for my apartment. Then walking in the kitchen and living area to see old receipts and flowers sitting pretty on the countertop and even the scattered Hautelook boxes of clothes that are begging me to keep but need to be sent back ASAP in this 790 square foot home.
|So happy I listened to my mom....|
In addition to having new artwork, these walls have seen quite the slew of parties since last October including a Gossip Girl premiere party, Real Housewives of New Jersey, pre-party for the Jump Back Ball, St. Patrick's day celebration and let's not forget about the Breakfast of Champions - two down and a few more to go this Browns season - and a mix of adult sleepovers with friends and family.
As I look at the new lease sitting in front of me (hoping to move down a floor for a patio still), I know I conquered my first year of living alone in my lovely singlehood up like a girl should at the ripe young age of 29.
...and just think of the patio parties to be thrown! With that, my favorite month of the year (other than my birthday month of January of course), is upon us and I can't wait to see what unplanned adventures I happen upon this autumn season.....
Editor's note: I will always remember my first year of living alone as the year I found my bearings again after being thrown a bit off balance. You can always find your balance again but you have to be willing to put in the work to get there. Are you?