A home is an intimate place. It’s a visual representation of who you are as a person, but more importantly, who you are as a designer. When I see someone’s house, it’s the final piece that reveals their true personality. But let’s face it: A college dorm is all about being cheap and functional – personality can wait until we actually have money.
While this isn’t technically my crafting studio, it IS the apartment I’ve been living in the for the past 6 months and will be my home for the next 3 (ah is graduation really that soon?!). I love my little apartment. It is warm, it is cozy, and has affectionately become known to others as “the dessert apartment”. I share this home with 3 other girls – Alana, Rachael, and Jen – and we have the time of our lives. That is not an exaggeration.
Making pumpkin pies for Thanksgiving, nearly burning down the kitchen, talking until 3 am, training for half marathons, learning to write simultaneously with both hands, or watching Friends while eating dinner – we do it all. I am so thankful for them and the enjoyment they’re brought to my life.
It also helps that I’m living across the hall and the down from 7 of my other good friends. As a senior class, the girls in my sorority decided to move down to the lower-campus apartments to spend our last year at college. We traded in ratty old dorm life for HEAVEN. It’s the best.
Alright, enough gushing. I’m starting to get nostalgic and nostalgia leads to tears. If you haven’t gotten the idea that I love my apartment, my roommates, and my friends, I can’t say much more that will convince you. A picture truly is worth a thousand words so here, dear friends, is my apartment… Room 416.