Sometimes, I don't write nonfiction posts for weeks on end. Apparently, this is not one of those times. So, listness:
1- Rough/unfinished/stone/stucco/plaster, etc. walls. This is a must. If my house has ordinary smooth walls I will be unhappy forever.
2- Total lack of uniformity in architectural features. No thank you matching windows, fixtures, etc. I want everything to be kind of a surprise when you look at it.
2- Lamps. Awesome lamps in many corners.
3- Red patterned fringed rug. I somehow feel like I'm missing an important descriptor there.. hm. Anyways, this photo from CubistLiterature is a fine upstanding example of some things I love in a room/place of dwelling. (If you're wondering whether having Craig there is one of them... yes, obviously.)
4- Stained glass somewhere.5- A fire escape would be awesome, though not practical in all situations.
6- A room entirely devoted to red.
7- Starlightbooksesque eclectic bookshelves
8- Many, many musical instruments. Right now I have: drums, obviously, my kit and djembe, my percussive frog, possibly the guitar I have assimilated, and harmonicas. I need to expand my collection. (I also potentially own one of the recorders scattered over our house, but I can do without, yes, please.)
9- A tower room would be ideal, with a little bed and a desk, all cramped and beautiful. But I'm not sure that will ever come to pass, now. I guess I may still dream.
10- Rooms that remind me of old grainy, discolored photos of studies/libraryies from the sixties, seventies. ex:
11- Teapots and other items pertaining to tea. Mismatched pretty tea cups and elitist tea gear, and things.
12- Roses, somewhere outside, since I am being idealist and I rather like roses (this is why, despite the inherent awfulness of it, I pick off and destroy caterpillars from our rosebushes...).
13- Pens everywhere. The good kind of pen that has lots of ink in it so you can draw on your skin with ease. But that's not why I'd want pens everywhere. They would be for writing, of course.
14- Far-reaching musical players. I want to be able to play and hear loud music wherever I am in the place of dwelling.
15- Unusual heavy little statues/bookends/paperweights.
14- Far-reaching musical players. I want to be able to play and hear loud music wherever I am in the place of dwelling.
15- Unusual heavy little statues/bookends/paperweights.
16- Artwork EVERYWHERE.
17- Plants. Plants are.. necessary, even though I'm not particularly into plants at all. Appearance-wise, they are necessary.
18- I'm not very fond of pets, either, but I think a cat lends a certain distinguished air to a place, do not you?
19- Bottle candles and old travel posters for in case I'm in a 50s/60s novellish cafe mood.
20- A wing chair. Wing chairs are mad love. They are awesome beyond belief.
21- An air of potential mystery, secrets laughing at you from darker corners and pantry cupboards.
22- Jars of food items such as flour and coffee beans along a windowsill.
23- Potentially a garlic braid, just because I was always enthralled by them as a child.
24- Frequent aromas of baking bread. I really really wish I had time/breadmaker right now to make bread, but alas... the breadmaker is broken, and this ridiculous university thing...
25- Close proximity to neat little foreign grocery stores and outdoor markets and now I'm wandering off on a food tangent.
26- A matress on the floor. I am not really fond of bedframes.
27- Old thrifted portraits in gilt frames.
28- Etsyness all about the place.
29- Not enough space for all the music- esp. vinyl, but CDs as well- that I have. Similarly, not enough room for my collection of poetry chapbooks and pretty stories and literature and vintage novels.
30- A typewriter.
31- A certain sense of disrespect for the long-established way of taking care of things. Writing on the walls or carving my name in the banister, if I feel like it.
32- Doors painted colors other than white, please. Primary-colorish red, yellow, blue, or green is better.
33- Things that can be lit on fire, since I love fire. Candles, obviously, but a little fireplace would be oh so nice.
34- Clothing, espeically my shoes and dresses (I bought two lovely thriftie dresses yesterday; happiness), on display, instead of hidden away. Potential ways of doing this include a shoe basket and just having a bar to hang dresses on instead of a closet (such as I think perhaps Craig is doing in the above picture, only he doesn't have dresses). Likewise for jewelry, only not on necklace trees like I have now, because they fall over too often.
35- Lots of space for vagrant friends, indie bands, church people, and.. um.. mysterious pen pals.. to stay the night.
35- Awesome glassware. Coloured glassware is best of all.
36- Old maps. Also a globe, in brown tones instead of bright blue. I feel totally bereft for not having a globe, and have since I was a child.
37- Mismatched furniture that is slightly worn/threadbare.
...and this concludes my flight of fancy. In real life, if I have a quarter of the things I list, I will be happy beyond belief.
(In other news, it appears my capitals have come back out of hiding. They've been gone for just aeons...)
cat. i decided i'd get the most hairless-without-being-hideous cat i could find if i must have a pet, and it would be siamese. I would probably name it, "Basil" or something sesame-street-esque, for lack of better animal-naming education. (Well. There's always Barkley)
ReplyDeleteI already don't have enough room for my CDs and Vinyls and frequently yelp with disgust with they avalanche off my dresser-shelf. It's not a happy situation to be in, actually.