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Sitting in our old Georgian Colonial’s cheerfully mismatched living room with its squashy armchairs and towers of pillows is like sinking into the smooth pages of a well-loved book. Somehow, its mix of weathered woods and wools, soft linens and duck spirit you away to a patchwork landscape made up of vintage and modern sentimentalities, all punctuated with small joys and small struggles marked by love and glue.
And yet, the snug hodgepodge slowly gave way to life, becoming more mess than purposeful eclectic. Because life and kids and needing a place to keep clutter from other parts of the house out of the way until a new place is found for them, which we all know takes forever.
(Forever has a way of making things look like crap.)
But as the kids get older and their tangle of baby toys gives way to tamer coolness that doesn’t take over entire rooms and primary-colored bins, I’m starting to rediscover rooms in the house I’ve long since neglected, remembering what drew me to them eight years ago when we first moved in.
The living room had long awaited its turn to be refreshed, and though taking down all the random things I’d thrown up on the walls in an effort to get them off the floor, and cleaning up all the clutter that we somehow never got around to putting away helped reenergize the space, it lacked the cohesiveness and warmth it once had.
So then I did what all the rest of us do when we’re stuck. I scrolled through ALL the pins and posts and decided to pull off a weekend refresh with no paint, no expensive renovations and no drastic DIY projects.
Yup. I made it more about capturing the feeling I was after, which made moving furniture around and “shopping” the house for lamps and decor more fun than I thought it would be. But it wasn’t until I added a Turkish Home Dynamix Tribeca area rug from Wayfair with its plush botanical print (something I was unsure about since we already have wall-to-wall carpeting in the living room and putting a rug on a rug sounds gah, hence the rolled up rug hanging out in the middle of the floor watching me waffle) that things really came together.
And yes, I’m completely head over feet for the rug-on-rug action currently going down. (I regret nothing.) It’s like a visual hug that’s more than just a rug. It’s a mood.
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