thrifted thursday: mellow yellow

We really lucked out when we had this house built, as the master bedroom in our chosen floor-plan was quite a bit larger than what I would have allotted had I been designing the layout myself.  Every place I've lived as an adult has been a 2 bedroom (save for one single bedroom apt Seth and I lived in when we first moved in together) where the master bedroom was only slightly bigger than the second bedroom. I grew accustomed to not having a huge amount of space to work with in the room where we slept (also, in these one and two bedroom places, we usually had the computer in our bedroom... no office), so when we first moved in, this room felt empty and sterile. In the last 6 months or so, I've finally filled it up to the point that it feels cozy to me.

It's no secret that I absolutely adore the cheeriness of the color yellow. So much so that when we moved out of our partially furnished Cape George apartment, I asked the landlord if we could buy the funky 70s laundry hamper off of her. She was so thrown off by the bizarreness of the request that she just gave it to us, gratis. It now sits at the end of our dresser, serving as the perfect spot to lay out clothes for the next days wear.

Little pops of yellow spring up on the top of the dresser, in the form of a funky thrifted bottle that I've had for many years, and the translucent Ikea box that holds extra bracelets I don't wear very often. The black and white post card is something I picked up at a bookstore near Pike Place Market in 2003, on my way to a Good Charlotte concert (seriously? UGH.).

And of course I would have a yellow nail polish in my collection. I've only painted my nails with it once or twice, but now that Spring is upon us and Summer is right around the corner, I'm sure I'll be using it again soon. These little bowls holding my assortment of silver-toned jewelry were a 30th birthday gift from my dearest friend, Lexi.

Naturally, there are very few rooms in my home that don't feature vintage fabrics placed in thrifted embroidery hoops. I know it's oh-so-very-pinterist of me, but in my defense I don't even have a pinterist and have been putting fabric in hoops since before pinterist was a thing. I'm a pioneer. A trailblazer. A trendsetter. Deal with it. < /sarcasm >

Moving on... I found that dresser for $20 at an estate sale in 2006 and I don't ever plan to part with it. Ever. It's my furniture-soulmate. The stool on the left was purchased at the Fremont Market in 2004. It was originally red, but this green and blue motif I currently have on it is the third time I've painted it since it came into my possession. It's actually one of a set of two, but the other is orange and has a lamp on it in a different part of the house.