golden globe

when looking for things to decorate my new space, i wanted to bring in something besides frames and wall art. so i rummaged around in our basement - currently completely full of things from my grandmother's house. i came across this small globe, only about 8 inches in diameter. i considered leaving it behind - it was kind of a dingy black and grey color. but i had just spray painted my headboard, so i was kind of on this spray painting kick - and went looking for paint. luckily i found a can of gold spray paint that did just the trick. sometimes a bit of a tweak is all it takes to bring out a little extra glam in an old piece.

i really enjoy the sentiment that a globe, even a modern one such as this, brings to a room. it especially exemplifies the eclectic nature of the style i've tried to bring into the space. a classic french dresser, a modern lamp, a lace lampshade, wicker baskets, a mission style desk, and a tribal painted nightstand - a little bit of everything.

periodic table of typefaces

buy a poster version or download a free wallpaper for your computer at Squidspot.

sticker wallpaper

i saw this installation by Brian Kaspr and Payton Turner on Craftzine and just thought it was absolutely amazing. i remember saving my allowance to buy pages and pages of those tiny stickers, keeping them in precious books. even as a six year old i was a bit overprotective of my possessions - well, things that aren't surprising.

desk, sweet, desk.

dear blog,

i'm sorry i've neglected you! but not to worry, i'm in the windy city now with lots to tell you.

sitting at my desk - which is blissfully familiar because it's the same one i've always had in my room at home - only now it has a better view. perched on the 13th floor beside the window, looking out onto the bustling excitement of the city. all i have to do it glance over my shoulder at all the newness, everything shiny and noisy in the best possible way. but sitting in my wiggly-with-years-of-abuse chair, with my forearms leaning on the warm worn old wood, i can still feel what it's like to be at home. finding this balance between - not to quote sweet home alabama because that's impossibly lame, but in fact yes i am - roots and wings. i feel like bursting at the seams with all the potential that my new chapter has offered me, while still carrying with me my favorite things i don't want to forget, like a perfectly-worn-in pair of sperrys. who says you can't have it all? i guess we'll find out.