So lots of updates have been going on lately. I kind of fell off the track of blogging for some personal reasons, but I am back in full swing. This past week I officially turned 26. And although 25 was a good year, it was also a year of many, many difficult challenges. 25 got off to a really tough start for me around this time last year, some personal issues, but I made it through in great support of my family and friends. At 25 I thought I had it all figured out, the perfect boyfriend, the perfect condo, and the perfect job, but sometimes life throws you some curve balls you learn to take the good with the bad.
Sometimes what seems to be perfect really isn’t, and my biggest fear in life is settling for something because people around you are doing it. I’ve learned that your age is just a number and even though I would spend many nights in drinking wine to my face watching sappy movies, there really isn’t a reason to be that way. My wonderful job, with honestly still the most amazing people I have ever known, moved to New York from Connecticut the same week my boyfriend and I broke up. I had to move out of my beautiful condo the same week I had to pack my desk to move to New York. The commute was rough, the move was tough and all the added stress was making my blood sugar levels go out of control.
Luckily, my wonderful grandparents live in Westport with a full in-law apartment. I am beyond the luckiest girl to be able to still have both my grandparents with me. Living there was a big change from my condo and most of the time felt like an Italian sitcom show. My grandparent’s have been married for almost 61 years and fought just like that. Most of the arguments were based off of who can hear better (no joke). Living there I was able to jot down a few of my favorite lines they would say, and I swear I am going to write a book about it – or at least a blog post haha
I loved living with them, but honestly, at 25 you just want to be on your own. Being there I was able to save save save, get a new, great job about .3 miles down the road, and really get my life into place. I became happy again and “healed” there. So, the day after I turned 26 I looked at a place to be on my own and within the next few days but a down payment on a perfect apartment!
It will be bittersweet to leave and I will sure miss having my grandma as my little personal assistant, but I am over the top excited to have my own place and OF COURSE decorate!!
Since I am obsessed with tag sales and flea markets I really want to keep that vintage feel, but the absolute best part about living on your own and being single is, I can decorate any way I want!!! Bring on the girly stupid sh*t.
For the living room I am thinking very neutral with grey, whites and tans while the bedroom is going to be all “romantic shabby chic french cottage” — very vintage, feminine, pink, flowers and teal.
Below are some inspirations that I have been looking at, and if you follow me on Pinterest, I apologize for pinning WAY too much of basically the same thing.
What do you think? AHH I cannot wait to put this all together!