Thursday, March 24, 2011

dreaming of an anthropologie living room


I have had a bad, bad lust for everything Anthropologie since the store opened. I remember the first time I walked into the store.....the rustic wood floors and beams, candles filling the air with musky scents, delicate clothing hung in mouth-watering rows and housewares designed with an impeccable blend of bohemian/ultra feminine/dainty brilliance. Obviously, it's a perfect store for me. The problem with this love/lust is the one thing we all know about Anthropologie: the prices are ridiculous. I have literally paid $120 for a tank top there (yes, don't judge me). It's insane. But, I cannot walk through those doors and not find a billion things that I suddenly feel like I can't live without (exactly why I no longer walk through those doors). I have not allowed myself to physically go there since quitting my job back in California.....oh the days of spending all my extra money shopping (bad habit).

At any rate, I decided the other day that I HAD TO have this Petite Parrot glass for my bathroom:

and this Wild Woodland tree stump vase (this one no longer available) for my living room...

I allowed myself the small purchase. And then I allowed myself to peruse the portion of the website that is so far from my budget, but ├╝ber lust worthy: furniture. From there, I began to piece together a living room I could never afford (at least not until I become a wealthy artist with shows across the country:).

I am by no means a designer, but I do love to decorate given I'm an extremely visual person. It's probably only natural that artists look at their homes as blank canvases, but on top of that innate desire of mine, I grew up with an incredibly talented builder/designer father who has created some of the most gorgeous buildings I've ever seen from the nuts and bolts to the interior design. He's truly a master artist. And my (adoptive) mom was an interior designer. Needless to say, our house was out of control decorated (I'm going to try to dig up some photos later). And I'm left aching for the day when I own my first home and can let myself loose on the blank canvas.

Here's what I'm lusting after for my fictitious Anthropologie living room:

Standing Medallion Mirror (for the mantel? Love.)

Perch Barstool (not for the living room, but to use in front of my easel that would be on the patio outside the french doors of the living room overlooking my backyard full of trees and gardens, sigh).

All items can be found under the At Home section of the Anthro website.


  1. Oh my goodness, it was always a dream of mine to live out of that store. It's so perfectly girly without being over the top. I'm glad you got something! It's good to indulge every once in awhile

  2. I got the prettiest apron from there and an antique spoons hook to hang it on. I also got the best St. Bernard hook we use for Molly's leashes: Love that place.


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