wherein i have a love affair with skulls

Style should be more than just the clothes on your back, I think. It should pervade. I try to surround myself with as many eccentricities as I adorn my body with. To see the world through as artistic a lens as I can. Today I’m giving you a tour of my apartment. It’s a modest student space, and there’s not much I can do with it (fairly strict terms, and the lease runs out in May, so it’s not really worth an investment), but it contains the incipience of what I imagine doing when I’m more permanently settled. I am so looking forward to New York.

bedroom I

Voodoo doll a friend brought back from New Orleans.

Skull count: 2

bedroom IV

This desk is a fashion statement. I prefer to study in bed or in my beanbag chair, so the desk is free to fulfill more artistic ends.

bedroom V

I’ve adored Maleficent since I was four years old and saw Sleeping Beauty for the first time. I’ve collected so much Maleficent swag over my lifetime – dolls, posters, even a Disney villain commemorative tissue box. A lot of it’s been thrown away over the years, but this doll will always have pride of place in my bedroom.

bedroom VI

Believe it or not, this is the organized version.

Fashion bloggers tend to separate into “collectors” and “editors”. Collectors hoard; editors prune. I am a collector unabashed. More items, more combinations, more opportunities.

bedroom VII


bedroom VIII

Closeup of my bedspread.

bedroom IX

Bedspread and floral blanket.

bedroom X

Skull count: 3

bedroom XI

My jewelry gets tangled daily.

Skull count: 4

bedroom XII

bedroom XIII

Skull count: 5

I really ought to do something with this fabric. I bought it years ago. In the name of not wasting it, I’ve been putting off playing with it until I’ve found a design worthy of it.

bedroom XIV

The dye I use. Garnier Nutrisse R3. I’m re-dyeing tomorrow!

bedroom XV

Skull count: 7

bedroom XVI

Awesome gothy goblet. I had another one, but it broke.

bedroom XVII

Everyone should read The Year of Living Biblically. As a religion major, I ate up the theory, but it’s also highly politically relevant.

living room I

Living room.

living room II

I bought this armchair for $15 at the beginning of this school year. It is my very first piece of grown-up furniture: it was not previously owned by a member of my family, I bought it with my own money, and it’ll probably accompany me to various lofts and apartments for the next ten years.

This isn’t bad for now. But someday I’ll want a permanent home I can craft entirely in my own image. It’ll look like some, or all, of these (I’m warning you that the rest of this post is unabashed interior-design porn):

awesome room   awesome room V

awesome room VI

I’m from rural Vermont. I was raised on wood and brick. I still love how cozy they make a room.

awesome room III

My style has become more and more old-fashioned. I nurse a not-so-secret dream of becoming a haughty neo-flapper society dame smuggling whiskey in her bloomers. I want to dress like Roxie Hart and walk like Velma Kelly. And I want to come home to surprising softness.

awesome room IV

I love high ceilings and semi-dangerous scaffolding.

awesome room VII

There’s a demon in that wardrobe. I can feel it.

awesome room VIII

awesome room IX

I’m good at making friends with ghosts.

awesome room X

awesome room XI

I’d hide a different lover in every drawer.

awesome room XII

awesome room XIII

awesome room XIV

awesome room XV

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