My bedroom... nothing really exciting ever happens
here, unless you count that time I woke up to one of the cats making a
very alarming noise in the next room and got my nipple piercing caught in
the rotating fan as I ran out into the hallway. Argh...
I
love my bed, even though it is only a twin (although there's only one of
me, right?!), because it's beautiful and antique and it's one of the only
things I got to buy when I got my disability settlement that I still
have. I bought it for three hundred dollars and thought it was a
fabulous deal... until I found out that the reason nobody else had bought
it was that it takes an irregular mattress size (probably because it's an
antique) and to make everything work took four extra boards, eight cinder
blocks, and weekly adjustments which usually involve getting my fingers
and/or thumb stuck between a century old piece of wood and a block of
cement. I love the pyramid dresser as well, even though it's just
about as useful... in fact, I never keep anything in it because the
drawers stick and the inside of each drawer is about as finished as a
piece of firewood. You can't really see it very well in the photo,
but in between the dresser and the bed is a narrow, built-in closet (about
a foot wide and four feet or so tall) where I keep most of my shoes (the
overflow on the floor is what won't fit inside). On top of the
pyramid dresser is a tiny aquarium that I no longer own that housed a miniature fresh water puffer. I
always wished
I could get him a companion, but I'm afraid that much like his owner he
was always too territorial and would maim or kill any potential
playmates...
Well,
a girl with so many shoes and underpants needs a lot of luggage when she
travels, and here mine is. Okay, actually the vintage suitcases on
the left (a matching set of faux alligator-skin cases) now belong to my
sister (I gave them to her when I found out she was apartment hunting
since I have another set and space in my apartment is pretty scarce) but
she's never come to pick them up so here they stay. There's also a
scratching post that my cats refuse to use... when I moved from across the
street I threw out their old post because it didn't match my new carpet
(and it was old and ratty and disgusting) but apparently this new one just
doesn't compare. Someday when I have more cash I plan on building
one of those fancy cat jungle-gyms, but not anytime soon. Over in
the corner is one of the litter boxes (cleaned daily and kept out of site)
and a small dresser for jewelry, hair ornaments, and linens.
Finally, I don't know what kind of person would have an antique bed
without a beautiful standing antique lamp, so of course I have one of
those, too.
I left my vintage bird cage
hanging in my bedroom even though I moved my finch into the main
aviary long ago; I just thought it went well with my 'antique' gold frames and
mirrors. Most of the frames are filled with prints of turn of the century postcards (only risqué and pornographic cards, of course) that I
printed off of expired eBay auctions, but the one on the far right is a framed
card from my aunt's
old-fashioned
Halloween website... a flapper-style girl being led in a dance by a
very dapper devil fellow. I would eventually like to cover this entire wall
in frames and mirrors, so I pick them up at the thrift store whenever
they're cheap enough, but it's slow going (I think the thrift store
employs psychics trained in determining exactly what I'm looking for and
then they raise the prices accordingly). I'd also like to line the
walls of the entry stairs in the same manner, but that will be an entirely
different (and much more expensive) project...
Woo...
my closet! There are white wooden doors for this closet, but the
girls who had the apartment before me took them off and I told the
landlord to just leave it that way since I thought a colorful closet view
was more interesting than the sterile looking wooden doors. In
addition to my clothing (this closet is for skirts, formal shirts, slips,
corsets, and dresses) you can see my dirty laundry, a ton of empty
videogame boxes, and some plastic bags that may or may not contain some
decorations that I have yet to put up (I really can't remember...).
Next to the closet is the item in my apartment that is most popular with
my guests, and under her is my vintage-style step dresser. I do
actually use this dresser, even though the drawers on this one stick as
well... it houses my stockings, underpants, pants, t-shirts, and art
supplies. I think that with some reorganization I could hold a lot
more in this dresser, but organization is overrated, right?
Well, that's about all there is to my bedroom... how
about if we move along to the
office
nook or maybe the
living
room? You may even want to check out the
kitchen
or you can take a look at my
bathroom
(pretty exciting, eh?)...
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