My latest Polyvore venture is called “Miami Beach & Home,” a name inspired by the Miami Beach poster hanging next to the window with the ocean view and the sculptures on the coffee table.
I picked a sofa to match the colors in the poster and then played around with fun pillows and accents in a variety of colors that seemed somewhat tropical and modern to me.
It’s purposely eclectic. Supposed to be fun.
What do you think?
Made another room on Polyvore tonight.
This one is named “Olive Ewe” in honor of the adorable pillow.
It’s one of my pillows from Zazzle and I just love it so much, I had to build a room around it. :)
Let me know what you like (or don’t like) about it!
My latest collage on Polyvore is a simple, understated bohemian look I titled Ice.
I can see myself curled up and cozy in this tattered snowflake sweater, offset by the color of my well-worn jeans, the infinity scarf hanging loosely off of one shoulder, the metal finger cuffs cool against my warm skin.
…sweater weather = love…
Another experiment with textures, Winter Wood is a collection of warmth.
And an owl. Of course :)
This polyvore creation indulged my darker side. My Gothic tendencies. My love of all things Poe.
There are a few tongue-in-cheek references to Mr. Poe, obviously, but it was largely an experiment with textures and patterns.
Looking at this, however, is dangerous. It makes me want to run out and adopt a black cat. And name her Cattarina.
Sigh… I miss having a feline sidekick in my life.
I called this one “natural.”
Partially for the color choice and partially for the flowing softness that all of the elements presented.
I had a lot of fun finding and mixing these images. The colors and textures soothe me. I like how the lacy dress is really more of a background element, but how everything matches its understated elegance.
Okay, the owl is actually a doorstop and not a pillow, but I liked how comfy he looked on the couch.
While designing this room on Polyvore, I was thinking of my favorite decorating colors: white and light blue. They calm me. They make me happy.
And owls and books and fluffy pillows and soft blankets make me happy.
Not that I’d actually be able to read a vintage French paperback, but I could hold it in my arms, feel the delicate pages with my fingers, and fall asleep with it on my chest as its gentle scent cascaded through my dreams.
That would make me happy, too.