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Sunday, July 26, 2015

What Makes a House a Home?


My room is not stylish.
The words trendy, chic, and mod will never be used to describe it. It's messy, cluttered, and filled to brim with useless items. The walls are covered in wallpaper designed for a nursery, the furniture doesn't match, and the rug is atrocious. 
But I love it. 
Sure it's an overall mess, but it has personality - it's eclectic. 
Of course, once upon a time it was bare and blank. So what turned my room into a sanctuary, a home?  The furniture? The decoration? My presence? 
I don't know the answer to that. But I do know why I love my room. 
My room is me. It has my personality reflected all over it and some of my greatest achievements displayed. My favorite things are right there with me - my camera, my guitar, a small keyboard. It's comfortable and filled with great memories. My room is a whole other world stuffed full with happiness and comfort. 
Just today I went to visit my grandparents in their apartment. Yes, their home is small, but it's home no less. When you walk in the first thing that hits you is how cozy it is. The unique little decorations on tables and in doorways give it personality and a feeling of home.


I bring my camera with me everywhere, in case inspiration hits or an opportunity arises. I had no plans to use it today, but as I walked around I knew I had to try to capture the feeling in their home. I've been to my grandparent's apartment many times before, but I've never fully appreciated the comfort and love in their home till today. Something about it makes me feel truly at home.


To be perfectly honest, I've got no idea what makes a house into a home. I'd like to think that's its not the furniture or decor that does it. No, I think it's the people in it that make a bare house into a beautiful home.

x x

Can you tell I've been loving neutral shades? Remember you are worth it, and you do deserve happiness. 

@veronicayabloko
(twitter)

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Sunday, July 26, 2015

What Makes a House a Home?


My room is not stylish.
The words trendy, chic, and mod will never be used to describe it. It's messy, cluttered, and filled to brim with useless items. The walls are covered in wallpaper designed for a nursery, the furniture doesn't match, and the rug is atrocious. 
But I love it. 
Sure it's an overall mess, but it has personality - it's eclectic. 
Of course, once upon a time it was bare and blank. So what turned my room into a sanctuary, a home?  The furniture? The decoration? My presence? 
I don't know the answer to that. But I do know why I love my room. 
My room is me. It has my personality reflected all over it and some of my greatest achievements displayed. My favorite things are right there with me - my camera, my guitar, a small keyboard. It's comfortable and filled with great memories. My room is a whole other world stuffed full with happiness and comfort. 
Just today I went to visit my grandparents in their apartment. Yes, their home is small, but it's home no less. When you walk in the first thing that hits you is how cozy it is. The unique little decorations on tables and in doorways give it personality and a feeling of home.


I bring my camera with me everywhere, in case inspiration hits or an opportunity arises. I had no plans to use it today, but as I walked around I knew I had to try to capture the feeling in their home. I've been to my grandparent's apartment many times before, but I've never fully appreciated the comfort and love in their home till today. Something about it makes me feel truly at home.


To be perfectly honest, I've got no idea what makes a house into a home. I'd like to think that's its not the furniture or decor that does it. No, I think it's the people in it that make a bare house into a beautiful home.

x x

Can you tell I've been loving neutral shades? Remember you are worth it, and you do deserve happiness. 

@veronicayabloko
(twitter)

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