There are two questions I’ve been trying to answer for myself since this blog idea came to me: why? and what am I going to say?
I have no idea why I’m starting a blog. I don’t have a Facebook account, I only just got an Instagram account a few weeks ago and I don’t understand “Snapchat” (though my 5 year old daughter seems to have it down so how hard can it be. . . ). In this day and age, my presence and voice on the world wide web has been more similar to the “Unabombers” than your average person. So why? My best guess is that it stems from the hours I’ve spent pouring over the blogs of so many other brilliant, talented and funny women and hoping I’d become one or a couple of those things…I know it doesn’t work that way but you can’t blame a girl for trying. #jennykomenda http://littlegreennotebook.com #sarah’sbigidea http://www.sarahsbigidea.com #emilyhenderson http://emilyhendersonstudio.com. (Did I even use those #-thingies right?!)
So what am I going to say on this blog? Weellllll….I love looking at pretty things; hence, the thousands of hours I spend looking through magazines, watching HGTV and really any design show, stalking Pinterest, and reading through others’ blogs. (I considered lying to you and writing that I spend hours walking through museums, hiking in bucolic settings for inspiration, and the like…but then I realized you’d quickly see through that…)
What I hope to bring you are pretty pictures to look at. My hope is to be the person making the things pretty in those pictures. I love a picture of a cute dog wearing sunglasses as much as the next person but my passion is homes — inside and to a certain extent outside. So, you’ll see a lot of that. I love looking at people’s homes and everything they do to make them look…you guessed it…pretty. I especially like it when something is made pretty through resourcefulness and cleverness (wait…can you be resourceful without being clever…huh? that may be a question for the great philosophers of our time…)
Someday I hope to flip houses…(in case you’re wondering that’s not how I came to be the girl they call Flipper; that story involves my best friend and the theme song from the 50’s show “Flipper”. . . ) I am not a designer, I didn’t have a parent in construction growing up and I’m not an artist. This means that I’m trying to learn as much about houses and design on my own until the day comes that I can flip a home.
I wish my affinity for resourcefulness stemmed from an inner homesteader spirit but alas as is true for most things in life: mine was born out of necessity. Real estate experts always say “buy the worst house in the best neighborhood”. Well. Check. Three years ago Mr. Man, my husband, and I did just that. And we have been sloooowly trying to make it presentable. This is a tall order because the houses around us are pretty spectacular and our house started off rough – not to mention I have two kids and work full-time. This blog will document our efforts to put “lipstick on a pig.” Here are pictures of our little piggy. The pictures aren’t pretty so I’m already breaking my first promise to you but who doesn’t love a good “before and after”. I’m still working on the “after” so wish me luck. Enjoy:
P.S.: The stool above is my jam. Animal print velvet. Clean lines. And fully upholstered. Forget. About. It. Unfortunately I don’t remember where its from. Message to the designer and/or manufacturer of the stool: I in no way take credit for this stool. You are brilliant. I truly apologize that I didn’t give you credit. Please don’t sue me.