waging war on my decor...

I am totally excited for a new venture....a new blog!  I am considering it an off-shoot of this blog.  These days I thrift so much for clothing and accessories but, I realized I never talk about my thrifting and budget shopping on my home decor.  My husband and I moved into our home just over a year ago and we didn't do much in the realm of decoration due to his job layoff just one month after we bought our home.

I soon started to take my thrifting to a new level...home decor.  Somehow, just recently I thought of making it into a blog.  Hopefully you all like this idea!  Visit waging war on my decor...

Vest: Modcloth

Dress: F21

Necklace: Vintage 

Shoes: Seychelles

To be on Pointe

Recently, I picked up the March issue of Marie Claire and while reading, I got caught up in story written by Ning Chao called "So You Think You Can Dance?" about seeking out adult ballet classes in order to get the "dancer's body".  I wasn't so much enthralled by the cardio/workout aspect of the but, by my sudden sadness.  I won't lie.  I feel this way every time I read, watch, hear or even think about ballet.  Being a ballerina had always been a dream of mine.  Not to much to perform for Joffery or some other famous company but, to just dance.  As a kid, I was in love with dance however, it isn't exactly the cheapest hobby out there and my parents could never afford the semester fees, clothing, shoes and even the schedule (in order to take the requested minimum of 6 or so classes a week, it takes a lot of logistics).  In reaction, I took classes here and there, joined the school's dance company in high school (NOT to be mixed up with Poms...I was NOT a Pom-girl) and taught myself via video and the internet.

Anyways, my point is...I am fed up!  I am taking ballet.  And doing it the right way.  Just like Ning Chao, I am going to enroll in an adult ballet class at the American Dance Center here in Illinois and just do it for ME.  In reaction to this decision, I went eShopping...

 

 

 

 

Other than my epiphany for ballet classes, my day was fairly boring.  Chris and I painted our upstairs bathroom and hallway and actually managed to replace the toliet!  Ah, the joys of homeownership...  So here is my outfit from Friday instead (much better than my tee and jeans for painting).

 

Cardigan: UO

Tee: Thrifted

Necklace: Grandmother's from Morocco

Skirt: Thrifted

Leggings: Hue

Boots: Target

Belt: Target 

The Herman Miller

So, in a futile attempt to decorate our new home, I am faced with some challenges but, none are so impossible as the fate of the 1960's Herman Miller chair that my fiance somehow managed to aquire from his late Grandmother during our college years...Ok it is not to say that this fantastic mod chair (ours is dark brown, not pee yellow) isn't comfy but, something about it irks me. Maybe it is because of its little metal legs that squeek and squeal at every attempt of sitting down believing you may, in fact, fall out, or maybe it is because my alma mater (University of Illinois at Chicago)was a Herman Miller playground; all the lecture halls were lined endlessly with rows and rows of brightly hued Herman Miller shell chairs.

Since I can not just chuck the Herman Miller chair out the door (as it is vintage, in perfectly fine shape, and a piece of Chicago history as it was salvaged from the UIC Campus and saved from the landfills), I plan to keep it and have it prously displayed in our office. My only concern is attempting decor to work with the chair. I think the only option is working with similar design. Luckily, my fiance is a product of the Illinois Institute of Technology and is also an architect so I am hoping to plan my office around that fact alone. One idea (that Chris is sort of grimacing at) is to mount some of his fantastic models on the wall. We will see how that will go over. Hopefully I am creative enough to figure that venture out.