I've been meaning to show you around our apartment for a while now, but now I feel like I've waited too long and the carpet's dirty. It's totally dirty. Sorry. You're still allowed in though. Just don't look down.
Anyhoo, I went a little Christmas-crazy on Saturday. (This relates.) I don't know what came over me. I woke up on Saturday in Santa Barbara (where we spent Thanksgiving), and maybe it was my hangover, or maybe it was the 80-degree weather that made me think it's Christmastime. . . . So we drove off down the coast in search of a good tree lot and a Target.
Buying a Christmas tree in L.A. is not cute. It's not the wintry, nostalgic experience of my childhood when we used to chop down our tree in Half Moon Bay (ok, truth - that only happened like twice, and there was no snow involved obvi, but it was memorable!). Tree-buying in L.A. is more like rescuing a barely-living plant from a depressing, shade-less parking lot. So we rescued a tree, named it Earl, and took it home.
The Target experience was more festive to be sure. And yes, it was frivolous and totally impulse-fueled, but I just couldn't not buy Christmas pillows. Christmas pillows!!! And so now is the part where I show you pictures of our living room and the things I put in it.
Here's our apartment pre-Christmasication:
Quite summery, no?
Here's our living room with the first couple holiday touches added in:
{thanks to the best grandparents-in-law for all their extra ornaments!}
I know it's not a lot, but just having a few things around to remind me of Christmas made me smile like an idiot all weekend. (That also could have been the peppermint martinis. . . .)
The next project: finding some stockings for our fireplace!
I'm thinking maybe some of these...
Stay tuned!
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