My Work in Progress

The first day I drove up to SLC to look at apartments, this condo was my last stop for the day. I think I had started at about 8am, and I met my landlord at 7:30pm. It had been a long day. I'm not exaggerating when I say this was the 9th or 10th apartment I had looked. I remember walking out thinking, "grandmas." A few days later I kept thinking about it and made an appointment to go back. This time I remember thinking, "better than I remembered." After a few more "What am I doing? I can't make a decision. I don't want to have to make a decision. Why do I feel like a 12 month lease is this such a big deal." days, I signed the lease.

I think buying a couch was my next big decision. I hated that just as much as signing a lease. You would have thought I was signing my life away. It must have been a really fun few weeks to be my friend - scratch that - sister and roommate (and not necessarily by choice). I think Caisa suffered the majority of my stressing, whining, inability to make a decision and constant questioning.

I've always been an accessories girl - just look at my shoes, jewelry and bag collection. So after a few larger purchases, the fun stuff has been in the details.

I won't say "after" photos, so here is the work in progress.

Walking through the front door.



The dining area - with the chairs that I LOVE. I picked out the fabric and my amazing mother made the slipcovers from 2,000 miles away. A.Maz.Ing.


The beautiful sunflowers are from the Farmer's Market I am quickly falling in love with. And the drum pendant light fixture is one of my favorite little improvements.


And through the saloon doors into the kitchen - that so desperately needed color.





The goal is to plant some herbs - we'll see if I actually buy some soil to plant the seeds.


And my ceilings aren't high, but I still need my step stool. Laugh away Shannan.


Back out to the main living area.





I love my view.


Then through the hall to the bathroom and bedroom.


I had to leave some charm. I mean. It's a pineapple. How could I take that down :)


The bathroom. I feel like it was screaming for some romantic, antique look with white ruffles, but I just couldn't give up my yellow city.




Shannan laughed at me for all of my little storage boxes labeled and nicely organizing my stuff. I don't know why she was so surprised? :)


Into the bedroom.


The view from my bed - I like waking up at the beach.


The mirrored dresser I love.


The "adventures in living alone" shelves.



The "salmon" colored chair I fell in love with. Me? A pink chair? Yup.


Have I mentioned I love my closet? Love. It was a selling point. It's the largest closet I've ever had. Did I just spend four sentences talking about my closet - oh I'm still talking about it. Summer clothes. Winter clothes. Dresses. Pants. There is room for everything!



Including my shoes :)



So there you have it. My place.

I really love coming home at night. And I love visitors!