Have you noticed that through the years your decor choices follow your personality changes?
9 years ago when I had my first child I vowed to be that perfect wife, mother and woman. Dinner would be on the table at 5pm every night, I would raise children who had their hair in order, a clean face and certainly wouldn’t ever wear cartoon or superhero t-shirts.
Fast forward almost 10 years and that perfect life I thought was so important is completely unrealistic and ridiculous. (BTW, it was chips and salsa for dinner at 9pm). I’ve somewhat grown up (certainly have a long ways to go) but I’m realizing more and more as I strive for that fairy tale of perfection I’m missing out on the beauty of imperfection.
That was a long story to announce after years and years of defending my two white sofa’s honor I’m thinking about replacing them with something else (see here and here). I will go to battle and continue to swear up and down that white slip-covered sofas are totally doable (and gorgeous), even with 4 men in the house, I’m just ready for a change. Something a bit more relaxed and less uppity. A sofa that doesn’t make people gasp then try and hide their shock that a women with 4 children would make such an insane decor choice. Something you can lounge in and not be afraid to put your feet on.
I realize leather sofas are on both ends of the spectrum. Many are completely hideous (but oh so comfortable). Leather is just sort of the yoga-istic place I’m at in my life. Sort of a … “Surrender control,” “That which is meant to be will be,” “C’est la vie,” mindset. That sounds more 70’s then Zen. Before you think I’ve totally lost my decor-chic mind (and my sanity) let me give you some visuals…
Are you a fan? Favorites amongst the mix?