buried under the written word
life is so much harder without your parents funds and interior decorators to make your house a home. at least i have stairs. i think having stairs in LA at age 20 on my own is pretty spectacular. slowly but surely our house grows cuter and cozier. check out how i went all martha stewart on this beat up $20 flea market nightstand, even though i can't convince the fucker image to rotate:
more style inspiration from madame francois hardy.
you can't deny that my room is becoming adorable. you can't deny that i really need to windex my mirror.