Playing Make-Believe: Decorating My Hypothetical Apartment

Today was one of those days where I was all over the place–errands, lunch with my aunt, rushing back to pick up my dad, booking travel, trying to plan for a hypothtical move, job-related shenanigans and an extensive search for something scrumptious and healthy to make for dinner. All that didn’t stop me from wasting an hour or two on Pinterest, looking at interior decor. I’ve found that in addition to helping me keep track of the billion recipes I want to try, Pinterest is great for planning for that hypothetical apartment that I have after my hypothetical move. Hypothetical life has never been more fun. And don’t even get me started on how lucky the little girls of the world are now to have Pinterest to help plan their hypothetical weddings.. sleepovers just got crazy.

My problem is I like about a billion different things, and if I could blend nautical with art deco with sleek with eclectic with pirate-themed (think stripes and ships, not Somali pirates), I would. I also have a thing for lots of interesting and bright colors, so I can’t even imagine what I’ll do when I have to pick just one color scheme to decorate with.

These are just some of the items/crafts/decorating ideas I’ve found and loved on Pinterest.

Lots of my favorite ideas are DIY crafts:

Perfect for the book-nerd in me

Beakers made into vases

DIY typographic display


Homemade teacup candle

And others I’ve just pinned as inspiration, because I love the look or the idea:


Urban Outfitters duvet cover

Collage of frames above the bed

Two-in-one lights and picture display

Stacked trunks as a bedside table

To my friends who made their hypothetical moves into real moves, how did you decide to decorate your rooms? Any designspiration?

All images from Pinterest.


Pity Party Averted and Some Travel Essentials

I have been known to throw a pity party or two in my day, wallowing in my problem du jour. And it just so happens that I was throwing myself my own personal pity party while standing in the security line in Logan airport about 30 minutes ago.

I consider myself a pretty well-versed traveler: I always have my laptop out ahead of time, purposely wear easy to take off shoes and skip the belt, and I fear holding up the line so much that I don’t even bother with liquids. So when I get stuck behind the five or six people in the entire country who apparently haven’t heard the rules, I tend to get a little antsy. Foot-tapping, knuckle-cracking. You know the look. Add into that mix the only TSA officers I’ve encountered in the last 3 or 4 years who seemed genuinely mean and not just fed up with their jobs and, well, I was a cranky traveler.

However, I had the luck of getting stuck between a family of five on one of the moving walkways. Two toddlers running ahead, one standing terror-stricken on the moving walkway, a frustrated mother (of the “Everyone hold onto the leash” variety), and a father sweating as he pushed a stack of strollers and car seats.

Needless to say, I got a nice little dose of perspective. As many flights as I’ve taken in the last few years (particularly with the introduction of a cross-country LDR into my life), I still need to remind myself sometimes that as an able-bodied 20-something traveling alone I’ve got it pretty good.

I realize I haven’t been the best about posting as regularly as I’d like to, but the aforementioned travel has been getting in the way of that. Before it was trains, today is planes, hopefully I can work in a boat one of these days. I’ll leave you with some of my personal airport travel essentials.

Travel Essentials: Flying Edition

  • Magazines: I always thought I’d outgrow my inability to read a book during takeoff, but I haven’t, so I always stick with magazines. Plus, they’re one of those things you can read and then pass off to the next guy. My magazine selections have gotten me more than a few weird looks in the airport, since I can usually be found with side-by-side copies of Self, Vanity Fair, Cosmo, GQ and The Economist.
  • Snacks: On days like today where I have 12 hours of travel it’s impossible for me to pack enough food to tide me over the whole time, but if I can I like to pack some food and avoid paying $15 for a bottle of water and a sandwich. I’m a big fan of bringing wraps, grapes and carrots, as those tend to be the foods that get me the least nasty looks from people around me who have to hear/see/smell me eating my food.
  • Gum: Duh.
  • Hand Sanitize & Vitamins: Okay I’m totally not a germophobe in my everyday life, but travel brings out that side of me. I get into an airport and I can just feel my throat tighten up. So it’s really the only time that I’m obsessive about hand-washing (I may or may not have washed my hands twice and used hand sanitizer three times in the hour and a half I’ve been here) and staying healthy.
  • Sweatshirt: I don’t know who controls the temperature on planes but I am never colder than when I’m on a plane (and the trains aren’t much better). I’m highly appreciative of the fact that when it’s the middle of a New England heat wave I don’t have to sit in sweltering heat on the plane, but it does make it difficult to dress appropriately when it’s 85 degrees outside and 60 on the plane. After a particularly frigid Philly to Providence flight I learned my lesson and always carry a sweatshirt.
  • Entertainment: I’ll admit that more than a few times I’ve packed my bag heavy with books and iPods and sketchbooks only to fall asleep immediately on the flight. But there’s also nothing worse than being 3 hours into a 6.5 hour flight and running out of things to do. At that point you either have to pay for some crappy airplane movie (oh hey, Wrath of the Titans) or try your best to sleep. Which brings me to…
  • Neck Pillow: For the last 21 years of my life, or somewhere thereabouts, I’ve thought those neck pillows sold in airports were a sham. Clearly they just need more ways to suck you of your money while your stuck in the airport. I bought one on a recent 6 AM flight, however, and I’m a convert. They honestly making sleeping on the plane so much easier, even if you’re a window-sleeper like me (face plastered against the window, drool sliding down your cheek). I bought the ugliest color I could find for $10 and I would pay twice that for the amount of sleep it has helped me get.

It’s time to board, so I have to start in on the first leg of my San Francisco flight and then make a mad dash through the Newark airport to make my connection. Can’t wait. Hope everyone else’s summer travel goes okay, and just remember: at least you aren’t the dad pushing the strollers trying not to lose his kids-on-a-leash. Or, more importantly, at least you’re not the kid-on-a-leash.


Five-Year Plan

I’ve never really had a five-year plan. My excuse is that I’m planning on things being un-plannable. Cop-out excuse? Perhaps, but I’m sticking with it. Current plans include the rest of my trip to San Francisco, job applications, time in New York TBD, taking the GRE, a cousin’s wedding and a whole lot of cooking. Other than that? Beats me.

I did, however, invest in my own version of a five-year plan.

I’m currently on an extended trip to San Francisco (more on that to come), and after browsing the SFMOMA gift shop I bought this five year journal. It has enough space for a few lines about your day, and when you get through a year your entries begin again under the ones you’ve already written. I like the idea that you can easily see what you were doing exactly a year before. I’m thinking for now that’s all the five-year plan I’ve got in me.

My five year journal and the book I'm currently reading

You can find your own five-year journal here.