My walls are blue. No, not that wall, that belongs to a designer. That formed the inspiration shameless copying I did for my own bedroom - below.
Only mine is tending towards baby blue because I don't have the same white tiles to really make the room pop.
Everything seems to be coming together. It wasn't just 3 days ago when I sat in the car in my building sobbing my heart out over the fact that I always seem to have to be handling things - that was after I yelled at my contractor for all the delays, right before I had to go to Singapore for my first marketing trip.
Feels like its the last leg now, and I just have to hold it together just a little longer. That's what I've always did anyway, not to be boastful or anything. Just hanging in there for that one more minute, pushing it just that little bit farther. Nothing I could do to avoid it.
The sofa, fridge, glass console table, TV table and Kartell lamp are being delivered next Saturday. The rest of the furniture should be out of storage by then. I'm still contemplating whether to splurge 4k on a custom built wardrobe or make do with the IKEA one and use that money instead for a ticket to Europe.
Tuff, this is.
Anyway, I'm just happy I got blue walls. And green striped walls in the hallway.
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