Hi, friends! I thought I’d give you a peek into the master bedroom. I have to warn you, it’s not your typical master bedroom. It’s a little on the Bohemian side, without the chic. It’s cozy and cluttered, and full of things I love. It’s my sanctuary.
I’m not decorating to impress. I do what makes me happy. Sometimes that means, making my husband, hang an antique umbrella or parasol from the ceiling. They’re so much fun, and add a touch of whimsy.
And yes, I still love stuffed animals. Don’t judge!
If you haven’t already noticed, I kinda have a thing for Steampunk.
No new bedding, yet.
I just got these antique frames. Aren’t they the coolest?
This is the latest version of my Pottery Barn cubby shelf. I’m using some of the sheep downstairs, so it’s looking a little sparse. I need to rearrange it a bit. Maybe, Later.
Those were my son’s shoes, when he was a toddler. They are so cute! I love the bunnies. And below, is his Christening outfit. Of course, it had to be a sailor suit.
This bookshelf holds children’s books. Pop-ups, holiday books, and books from mine, and my son’s younger years. I don’t really collect them; I just pick them up, when I see one I like. I could collect them. I would love to collect them. I just can’t afford it. I could go broke buying books.
In my last home, I had some of them displayed, hung open on the wall. I may do that again.
One of my latest collections is “antique” Santoses. I’m catholic. We love statues! Lol!
The rosary is a fairly new addition. I purchased it from an elderly, Native American gentleman, at a small flea market in Oklahoma. He had no clue, so I picked it up for 5 bucks. Score!
Mary needed a halo, so I made her one, from a pipe cleaner and glitter glue. Whatever works!
The last stop, on part one of the tour, is my little display cabinet.
I’m like Alice. Always giving myself good advice, but seldom following it. Sigh… Are you like that too?
There’s not a lot of room in this little case… It’s just big enough for a few little Steiffs, my gnome dolls from Solvang, and a few other little pieces of happiness. The Steiffs were my Dad’s, and then mine as a kid.
That’s it for part one. I’ll meet you over at part two!