My shared sanctuary.. I lived in fear of sharing it with some smelly boy who loves neutral colours (ie BROWN) okay, we do get pretty shades of brown but he does insist on colour resembling those of one’s bowel movements (excuse the graphic translation but it’s the ugly truth).
I love light colours, lace, and bunnies. This room is mine from the wooden chair, the vintage dress to the little copper owls – I love owls, in my room, draped around my neck or delicately piercing my ear. But alas this room comes without the hairy German and I’m almost certain about my choice between the two. Although the cat is an extremely close second – she’s awfully pretty.