First off, here is my dining room (aka the corner of the front room). My favorite parts about this part of my apartment are the windowsill herbs and the curtain and the table. The curtains I like cus I made them myself out of one bigger window panel which I hand sewed so a lot of time went into them. The table was in the Post today which just serves as an excellent reminder of how cool I am.

Here's my little couch, also a highlight.
The top of the built in bookcase, best angle I could get, but hopefully you can get an idea of how cute it is. This is tied with the pocket doors for my favorite original element of the apartment.
Here's my little desk set up and half of the aforementioned pocket doors.
My bed, which I lurve!
My closet is messy (like you're surprised) but it gives you an idea of the fact that it's pretty decent sized, which is nice. And yes, I do have a cilantro plant on the windowsill in my closet. But I ran out of matching pots for the front windowsill.
My bathroom is nice clean and new, but the only really exciting part is the original tile floor. SO that's what I decided to show you, plus my feet.
My stove and impromptu spice rack. See that middle dish towel, the cute plaid one, well it's not there anymore but we'll get to that in a minute.
My fridge is new, but heinous so I tried to make it prettier with pictures of my friends & family. Also it has lots of lists. Again, I'm sure you're not surprised.
Other side of the kitchen. Check out the red toaster and matching red dish rack. Are you packing up on a theme by any chance?
Another kitchen counter shot. Biggest downside to the apartment, not a lot of counter space, so I got the over the sink cutting board which helps a lot.

And now for adventures in living alone...
So while I was working on posting all the pictures, I was making myself some sweet potato fries (the potato famine has returned). When I went to take them out of my oven, I couldn't get them out with one hand, and the only oven mitt I have is the one green orka from last year, so I grabbed the middle dish towel. After pulling them out and holding the dish towel by my hip for awhile, I started to smell something burning. I looked down and the towel was on fire. SO I threw it on the ground and looked at it for a few seconds while nothing happened. Then I thought Ah yes! The sink! and ran it under water and then after it was no longer burning threw it outside. So all turned out fine, and miraculously I did not set my pants on fire (see I told you all I do not lie). But now I need a new dish towel, and possibly a refresher course in fire safety.

1 comment:
hooooooooray!!!! lovelovelove it
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