my husband and i just moved into our one bedroom apartment. we got married last november 5th (remember, remember) and had been living in my parents’ finished basement while we waited for his working papers and greencard (he’s from england). once he got an established job and i switched to a better one, we decided it was high time to move into our own place.
the best part is, some of my best friends live in the same complex on the same road and we get to regularly walk 40 seconds away to play wii and drink scotch. we moved in about a month ago and i’ve just gotten the place into an organized sort of state.
i still have to work on the bedroom and get an art corner started, so i can get painting again – hopefully soon.
worst first – our bedroom is the last to be tidied. it still has a few boxes to be emptied stored in it, and my husband and i don’t help by being clutter-prone.
the rumpled bed, showing the makeshift curtains i made to block out evil sunlight (the apartment gets excellent natural light), as well as my vanity-o’shit.
our closets. mine is tidier than his at the moment, but we both have lots of hanging items.
an open-backed bookshelf from my grandparents’ house. solidly-built and not nearly full of enough books. i’ll also be using it as storage for my art materials once they’re out of boxes.
the bathroom! green and grey-themed (inspired by New Model Army, perhaps?) decorated with halloween things and good toilet-reading.
out bathroom closet, where most of the cleaning supplies and bathroom linens are stored. exciting, innit? the iron is fucking ace.
my spa-shelves. full of crap from lush, bath and body works, target, avon, etc.
the hallway, bathroom fulls-steam ahead and bedroom to the right. we are on the second floor, hence the guardrail. the fuzzy rodent is our lionhead rabbit, fry (philip j., even though she’s a she).
one of our two living room closets. stores a mobile hardware shop, petfood store, and fabulous coatrack.
bicycle tire mirror!
dog-butt key holders!
pretentious magazine and book collection and part of my old (working) camera collection.
more hallway.
skeleton garland. if i am lazy enough, it will remain year-round.
the living room, also known as fry’s domain. i found the horseshoe above the doorframe in the mountains of slovenia, just on the boundary of italy. what a trip that was…
also includes internet.
see? told you. dual-screen love. and why the hell are metal step-cans so expensive? this was the largest i could allow myself to afford. this also shows off our second closet. we removed the door and made it a walk-in bar.
when in need of a tiny printer table, cases of lager work wonders.
look closely, find excellent liquor. this was one of the best ideas (removing door for ease of drinkies) and it was from my MOM. she rules.
our couch fucking rocks. sofa bed and loveseat recliner in black leather. fabulous deal. the coffee table is from ikea and took forever to build.
close-up of my husband’s football wall. he’s from manchester and supports man united as well as the fans’ grassroots club, fc united. we get all the football channels.
the b-movie posters we got at a farmer’s market.
it is the fry and her bunny donut. she gets the run of the living room.
our kitchen, also decorated for halloween. not much counter-space, but i manage. i went for a red, black,and white theme. some green.
all windowsills require tomatoes.
spice rack and good knives=heaven. a glittery las vegas dice clock just adds to the euphoria.
“this is a giant cock” – boogie nights. the roosters represent an ongoing inside joke with my friend about that line, as opposed to a true ‘country farm’ theme. the table, however, is a 100-year old farmhouse table from my grandparents’ place, including the chairs.
various plantlife and decor, from l-r: ikea tealight holder with pear-scented tealights, a ceramic cock tealight holder, two green-leaf candle holders from target, a red metal old fashioned car from ross, a large black wooden cock from my grandparents, antique green lightbulb salt & pepper shakers, lucky bamboo plant, metal napkin holder from target, some random cacti.
more kitchen.
close-up of our pulp fiction imagery.
appliance shelf (fondue pot, waffle maker, griddle, empire red artisan mixer, crockpot, wine rack, and not-shown deep fryer) and extra cabinet/shelf space. i still have to break-in my mixer. pumpkin cheesecake for thanksgiving!
we’ve also got a gigantor private storage basement with a washer/dryer and utility sink, which is amazing. the only suck is that no utilities are included. except ‘trash collection’, which basically means they empty the complex dumpsters for us once a week. sweet of them, eh?
