A Sweet Spot
I am home.
There is something so dainty and girlie about my childhood bedroom that I never fully resonated with until I got a bit older. It is funny how now, at a time when I care about design and aesthetics, I fully feel at ease in the room that has been mine my entire life.
Though there were times when I cursed the wallpaper while blasting Bush or dying my hair with Kool-Aid – it is now in my adult life that I fully embrace the softness that comes up in me when I am in this room.
Sweet, sweet thing! I fondly remember helping your Mom put that room together especially for you with so much love. Suz
Ironically I just downloaded an oldie but a goodie that made me think of the x-mas parties at the house and all of us being young in general; Diplo – Florida.
Funny what memories stay attached to that album, memories that are not associated with anything else. HA
Youth is wasted on the young.