I wouldn't say that I have a certain style, although if colorful was one...that would probably fit best.
Buying what I like, and finding a place to put it, seem to be what works for me. Sometimes I don't even know that I want to change something...until I find just the right thing. When I was on the look out for knobs for the downstairs bathroom vanity, I happened to go into Hobby Lobby. They also happened to be having a 50% off all knobs sale. So, I grouped some together and sent a picture to Blake to see what he liked best.
Ultimately we ended up going with the second one from the top, although the first and third were big contenders.
The knobs (although they don't look like it in the photos) are crystal looking with only a hint of blue.
They are probably a little more fancy then what I would normally go with, but I really love them on the vanity now.
The problem is...I really loved the third ones down but couldn't figure out a reason to have them.
Then...my reason came.
Truth be told, this cabinet didn't really need new knobs but once they were on...there was no going back.
They made the vanity seem a little less...I don't know...sad? Plus, I think the size helped too.
Wouldn't you know, a new shower curtain also helped out the bathroom situation.
In all honesty, finding things for our home is a long process. I typically start thinking that I want one thing and end up with something completely different. I tend to lean towards things that are vintage because it can give you a unique look....but not all vintage is good, and not all things "unique" end up working either. Take for example my chairs.
I bought the metal ones off of a local site, and the striped one I painted myself. I loved them. But...they just didn't work. No matter how much I willed myself to keep them, for the sake of loving them, I couldn't. In the end, I ended up selling the chairs and going back to our wood ones, and putting the striped chair in the kids Secret Laboratory.
Sure the chairs were cool, and very in style, they just weren't my style.
I have said it before and I will say it again, some things that are done in jest around our house end up sticking.
The wall in our dining room is off set from the other wall so it makes it hard to hang things on it. I had decided to do a gallery wall opposite the mirror in hopes that it wouldn't make it feel lopsided.
I laid out all of the frames that I had, and moved them around until I got a general shape that I liked.
All of the frames are ones that I had painted the same color as the wall, and I had planned to do the same with the horse print frame.
I figured that when the weather got warm I would paint it and fill it with a different picture.
Then night after night, as we ate dinner our kids would play "I spy." Without fail, there would normally be one of them saying, "I spy...something golden." To which someone would reply after a few guesses..."the horses?"
Unintentionally the horses have stayed. Sure, I get a couple "What is up with the horses?!" but I just shrug and normally tell the story and end with "They have grown on us. We kind of dig 'em."
Another frame got filled simply because this hook
reminded me of Tick-Tock from Return to Oz.
I figure at some point all of the frames will be filled, but I am not in a rush. Filling them is half the fun.
Luckily there are more shelves to fill and spaces to decorate, so it seems that the fun is never ending.
It happens to be especially gratifying when you start with a blank slate and it evolves into something unexpected.
As soon as we started on the bathroom I knew that I was going to put my antique bottles in there. They have moved places and been rearranged about a gazillion times, and I am sure that will continue.
If given the option of going with something normal or something a little fun, I will almost always choose fun. It is just a added bonus if it has some kind of function.
Insert our Hand hooks. Literal hands holding stuff.
Sure, this hand is giving you a nice finger gun...
But you know what else it can do?! Hold your towel.
Winning!
Somethings that are purely for purpose can be cute too.
When it comes right down to it, changing things around happens to be my biggest hobby. It some how makes our house seem different with out really changing much.
A picture in the spare room that looked perfectly fine there,
ends up on top of the piano.
And a felt, string owl ends up in its place.
It is ever evolving. The owl may not be like that for long, but at least I got you caught up...for now.
Love it all!
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