I have not felt home for a long time; since living in Fullerton, probably. Now, Brooklyn is definitely home. In March, it will be one year since I moved into my studio apartment. (The best present I could ever give myself!)
Remember how I mentioned it took me a long time to get settled in? Yeah. About damn time. I kid you not, I had a mattress and bookshelf for months before I purchased anything else. It was not until November when I began filling my apartment with little additional details, like frames and art, that represents me – ultimately, coming to life.
The best part in this entire process was how I was going to furnish and decorate the place. I knew I wanted to go for the Scandinavian-bohemian-chic vibe.
I was inspired by photos I found on Pintrest; I can spend hours there and curate beautiful boards, but I don’t have that much time. In case you are interested, you can view my inspiration boards here, here, and here.
I will shut up now. Family and friends, I present to you, my studio apartment – my home.
Sometimes I forget I live by myself, but when I remember or take a moment to reflect, I am so thankful that my life has turned out this way.
I will always be proud of this accomplishment. This is me adulting.
PS: I had time yesterday to edit and write this up because you know, I was snowed in and all. It was nice just to stay in and Netflix. However, after a few hours, I already went crazy…