So i did absolutely NOTHING this weekend. However, it did give me an opertunity to completely clean and rearrange my room. ( decorating, kind of gives me a bit of a boner sometimes. I know. I'm gay.. )
Anyway, as creepy as it may seem, i was super proud, so im going to include some photos of my bed room. It looks like pee-wee's play house, had sex with an 11 year olds bed room, all while having a horrible acid trip.
I thought to myself, Seth, are you too old for this shit? Should you be decorating your room all in Pier 1 imports, and Ethan Allen? And then i said. No... This room explains your entire personality and it wouldnt be better any other way! ENJOY!!!
Where all the magic happens... ( and my boyfriend watches )
My small religious corner and computer that DOESNT work...
Close ups of things on that wall...
And last but not least, its not my room, but its my favorite little antique corner in the apartment that i put together...
Trash Picked vanity, AWESOME rotary phone bought off nice old man on the street for $4, and then my fancy Gold rimmed coke mirror that ive been putting off, mounting forever!