I am still trippin on the whole “Shit I Sold My House” thing. Everyday I am reminded that I need to pack our shit up and start moving…and everyday I do a whole lot of everything BUT packing
Instead I make mood boards for imaginary bedrooms for a house we still don’t quite have yet.
I say” quite yet” because I am really superstitious and am convinced some natural disaster is gonna change everything …like LA is gonna get buried in Lava from a Volcano that’s going to pop up in the middle of Downtown LA and burn us all..
currently, I am toying with a mid-century vibe …