House Tour: Part IV

I am determined to wrap up this house tour before I move out of the dang place. And by "the dang place", I really mean the place that I love. It seriously has been such a great place to spend my last year of singleness. Whoooo!

We have finally arrived at the living room, where I spend most of my time when I'm home. Usually right in front of the fireplace. Laying on a giant pillow on the floor with  my feet almost touching the glass. All basement suites should have fireplaces. I'm convinced.

Below is the view from the kitchen. That side table on the left was a kick ass Christmas gift from my brother. It's a cedar beam shaped into a stool/table and sanded until it's soooo smooth. He also gave me the art rail because he didn't feel like returning it to IKEA. And I love it. Less holes to patch when I move too. I just made those pillowcases for the throw pillows this week. They were bed linens, but the pin tucks and buttons made them a nightmare to sleep on, and I'm not much for decoration pillows on the bed (Along Came Polly, anyone?), so I cut them up and sewed them into something better.  The card catalog coffee table was saved from a Lloydminster library by my librarian aunt and uncle, and found its way to me from their garage when they moved to Edmonton. Yay! And finally, on the right, on the bookshelf, is a kickass gift from Joel. A huge wooden ampersand that was the beginning of an accidental ampersand collection. Oops. 

Here are my tiny windows, and a giant letter that Natasha saved for me from the sign yard by her place.

 

And here is the fireplace. Another salvaged letter. And a cork board that I made out of a thrift store frame, covered in postcards from Joel. 

 And some cute stuff....including a teacup from Joel's mom's side of the family.

And my little bird under a bell jar.

And my tv. Covered in crap in an attempt to make it cuter. Or less obvious. Or something.

And the first gift I ever got from Joel is under the bell jar. A tiny atlas. I liked it then, and I like it now.  Just like him. Awwwwww. The striped pillow was originally purchased for a pillow case that I bought in Paris, but I am obsessed with stripes in clothing AND decor at the moment, so I've just been using it as is. Also that is my in front of the fireplace floor-lying pillow.

So that's the living room. You can see glimpses of the other half of the room, which is my crafty area and is a disaster of wedding stuff at the moment...so you'll have to wait a little longer for that one. After that all that's left is the bedroom. I know you are all dying from the anticipation.