I have been waiting for the perfect moment to share my new place. After almost 6 months, it’s not so new. I postponed sharing it because I was waiting to get it just right. The reality is that it will never be perfect. It takes time to find the perfect balance between design and functionality. In a studio, the possibilities are endless. Creating a natural flow is easier said than done when you don’t have rooms to guide you.
I chose a studio because I wanted a challenge. I wanted to experience true urban living. I chose this particular apartment because it was the largest studio I had seen, 635 square feet to be exact. It has oversized windows, high ceilings, original hardwood floors, and a closet of my dreams. I also have a pretty nice kitchen that goes unused.
When it came to design, I was also seeking a challenge. I have never used a lot of dark colors but this time I wanted to try something new. Black lamp shades, dark end tables and dressers all create more drama than I am used to. I stayed true to my love for old rustic pieces by bringing in an old mantelpiece, salvaged from a farm house in Virginia, and a destressed wooden trunk. All the accents and art are a mix of flea market finds, HomeGoods scores, and pieces from my mother.
My studio is ever-changing but in this moment it feels like my own.
