in my mind, there exists this imaginary world where i have an affordable two bedroom apartment in the city with enough light to make a Parisian home jealous (this is me assuming that all Parisian apartments are filled with light, facing the Eiffel Tower, thanks Pinterest!). In said apartment — go with me a little — I’ve dedicated one room solely for my wardrobe and beauty products, another for my bedroom (king size bed, obvs), one for my bath, kitchen, living room (oh and there’s a den). the rooms are outfitted in crisp and pure white decor with flashes of beiges, pinks, african violet, and monaco blue.










