I’m feeling gross today, internet. Headachy and lightheaded and gross.
One of my favorite things to do when I’m feeling disgusting is imagine where I’ve live if I didn’t live in an apartment that looked like 1960 threw up on it, because I firmly believe that your surrounding impact how you feel about life, and the wallpaper surrounding me right now is making me feel like finding the original decorator and slapping them across the face.
Floral wallpaper? In every room? Really?
I want light and airy and clean space. Is that too First Worldy of me, internet?
Anyways, look at the pretty pictures: