I really need to write the “About Me” section for this blog, but I really hate writing those types of things. So I thought maybe, instead, I could share a piece of myself through my gallery wall.
Can I just level with you and tell you that I do an amazing job of impersonating Ashlee Simpson’s “Pieces of Me?” No, but really.
One of the first things I wanted to do in my apartment, thanks to Pinterest, was create a gallery wall. Of course, it was one of the last things to come together because you can’t just throw things up there. I felt like they should mean something. And they do. Also, when my friend, Lis, helped me hang everything, she kept telling me that we had to plan where things went based on the weight of the frame because some of them are really, really, really heavy and there are earthquakes here. She is a California native. I said, “What?????” But I listened to her in the end. So don’t worry, I should be safe.
Honestly, I lucked out and got all the frames at a penny sale. All I know is that entire gallery wall cost less than $75, art included.
I didn’t do this on purpose. Blame it on the bad photography skills but the black framed, reflected piece is my college diploma. That baby hasn’t been hung since I graduated so I figured it deserved a place up there. And thanks to those poor photography skills, I have a bit of privacy.
I wanted something that represented my writing, hence the pink typewriter.
And, for the record, the “I party with Gatsby” piece was in place long before Leo played him. It is one of my favorite books and I have a matching sweater (yep) and I just want to make it clear that I was partying with Gatsby long before everyone was partying with him, you know? (In a crazy way, that sentence makes a lot of sense with the themes of the book but anyway, I’m a geek.)
I don’t know how I came across the 9 3/4 signage but I fell in love with it. For those of you who don’t love Harry Potter (Ummm, why are you reading my blog? Just kidding!), platform 9 3/4 at King’s Cross station is how one gets to Hogwarts. Yes, we have already established how cool I am. I wanted something that represented Harry Potter but not overtly. The books have such a place in my heart. I still remember my mom reading them to me and my brother because we argued over who would get to read them first. I knew JK Rowling was genius then because my brother does not clamor for books. By book four, I stole them from my mom and brother. I reread them every summer. My Bucket List includes going to Harry Potter land in Florida someday. Oh my gosh, and I can’t wait until Ava is old enough to read them. They are the gift that keeps on giving.
So what was I talking about?
The black canvas is actually blackboard paint. Originally something else was painted there to remind myself to be open to love or something really lame like that…(whatever.) But it was ugly. I didn’t like it. So I painted over it with blackboard paint and went to town with chalk with Mumford and Sons. I love those lyrics. I want to believe and live those lyrics with all my heart (not just with guys but in life.)
In the middle there, you will find a gift from Chelsea. Sometimes this girl knows me better than I know myself because I was going to make something like this for myself! (It’s pages from one of my favorite books of all time East of Eden and some of my favorite quotes are free of the scribbles.) Literally, I saw it on pinterest, planned to make it, went to San Diego, and she gave it to me for my birthday. What a gal.
Again, this is from Etsy too. I love Etsy. What works best for me is to have some idea of what I want and then to search and see what is available. I love this piece, printed on an old dictionary page, in a gorgeous frame. If you don’t know the quote, it’s from “It’s a Wonderful Life.” I don’t know why but it’s probably one of my favorite scenes in all of my favorite movies. There is something so romantic and young and hopeful about it. And Jimmy Stewart is just grand, you know?
You may have noticed that in the free spaces of my gallery wall I have small, different sized canvases in silver, gold, and rose gold. Let me just tell you something that will change your life forever. Martha Stewart glitter is far and away worth the price difference of the generic glitter. It is amazing. It is the rolls royce of glitter. Once you use it, you will never go back. You will roll your eyes in scorn at other types of glitter. Buy the Martha Stewart glitter. Just do it.
Oh, so yeah. Back to the wall. I wanted to tie it in to other bits of metallic tones I have around my apartment, which I would show you, except it is messy. I will be real with you: I love my gallery wall and I love my apartment but I do not live a pinterest perfect life and I will never pretend otherwise. I don’t make my bed every morning. And every weekend I have to pick up clothes off the floor. But what I do want to say is that those things you see on pinterest, you can do them. You really can. Even if you think you can’t. Which is a post for another day.
One last thing about this wall and me, you know how are supposed to cut out papers and tape them and figure out the layout of the wall before you hammer in the nails? Yeah, I didn’t do that. I like to do things the hard way.