Okay, I know I moved in three days, which means I never got to show all of you the apartment tour! So without further adieu, here is my San Antonio cozy!
This is zee way to our room…
The shutters were found on the side of the road in Florida a long time ago, and are now painted green. The drawer set on the left was found on the side of the road. My gramma knit the brown throw. It’s pretty cozy in a hippie meets hipster kind of way.
The nightstand was a castoff of Stephy Dee. I painted it and it now holds pee-jays. Buying furniture is kinda overrated and cliche.
These peacock feathers were from one we used to have roaming our property. Hm, as a matter of fact, I do like birds, why do you ask?
View from the bedroom balcony! I should load one of those down there if any brats get too loud.
I have a friggin weapons cache that just showed up in my room one day! Umm, I live with an Marine ex-artillaryman. Explains a lot.
They say it’s bad feng shui to put a mirror across from a bed. I say it’s ridiculous not to! That’s Larry‘s desk.
Butterflies and a… bathroom sink.
I like brightly colored stuff, what can I say?
Anne Taintor mugs, a framed print of all of Frank Sinatra’s album releases, and an dually-autographed 2001 print. Oh yeah, and an antique rediflex camera. The paper towel holder looks slightly obscene.
Just a few of Larry’s beer steins and Marine Corps mugs, German collectibles and stuff like that.
Yes, the coffee pot is white. I just like my Misfits clock and owl trivets I nicked off Matt in parting gifts. (“Thanks for playing!”)
That whole brightly colored thing again… Fiestaware disc pitcher!
This is my desk. I put a curtain across because desks as messy as mine need not be visible to the rest of the house. Ugly!
Here’s what it looks like when I put the desk away. That path to nowhere is the stairs. I’m the second floor over a garage type deal. I have like, 23 steps up and down to the front door and garage!
This couch is so freakin’ comfortable to sleep on! Piss me off enough, and I’ll get you a pillow to try it out. Ha!
Where I keep my records and you can hide the stereo equipment. “It looks like a silver record, but it’s not.”
Spinning Stan Getz like a fiend. It’s a Technics 1200MK2 for all you people who are into that sort of thing.
This is a school desk I found on the side of the road and fixed up. The clock was my great-grandmother’s. Larry brought me the art print from Seattle from Christmas break.
I like how the green makes the fireplace pop. Very retro. The paintings are mine and the framed art is just magazine spreads cut from Juxtapoz. I’m a cheap bastard.
This is basically just my books (I own the entire Women’s Studies section of a book store) and some random paintings I’ve done. Larry has about ten boxes of books he hasn’t unpacked. His WWII German officer’s army hat is on the left. My WWII SS officer’s cap is on the right. Yeah, what a match: we both own Nazi officer hats. I own the only games I can tolerate (because I always win): Yahtzee, Scattergories and TCM SceneIt.
Sheet music, top L to bottom R: “Little by Little” (1922), “You Belong to My Heart (Solamente una Vez)” (1944), “Please Don’t Talk About Me When I’m Gone” (1920), “Change Partners” (1938), “Amor” (1943), “Blueberry Hill” (1940). I’m currently working on Debussy’s “Clair de Lune”. “You Belong to My Heart” was my grandmother’s.
Table for two, please.
This tour brought to you by WWII propaganda. Chair given to me by my aunt. It’s delightfully harvest gold. Tour of the living room’s done! Ready to leave?
The photos to the left side of the hall are US WWI army recruits. Larry is related to someone in the photos.
Past the WWI photos is a map of Prussia and Germany.
On the right side of the hall is Germany’s royal blood line. I guess that’s what it’s all about?
Nothing says cozy house like a portrait of General Robert E. Lee.
That’s it! I plan to enter a coma this weekend and not accomplish anything. It’s something to aspire to.