budget. i hate that word. my financial methodology is more along the lines of “try to be sensible and then hope for the best.” i’m not a planner by any means. i don’t, for instance, make lists when i go to the grocery store (that’s why all those tins of stuffed olives keep cropping up in the fridge.) but, i do keep the financial lessons learnt from my parents fresh in my mind – my mom still has her little notebooks where she wrote down every single thing they spent money on as a young couple starting out. they even made their own beer. how’s that for thrifty, eh?
to tell you the truth i don’t look at interior blogs & websites all too often. mostly because they make me so insanely jealous and fed up that i end up closing them almost immediately. now and then i go through a binge and purge phase of devouring as much interior inspiration as i can, though – this is one of those moments.
my brother the architect (mentioned in this post) has 444 folders with 5,700 pictures on his computer sorted by name & date of rad architects, houses & buildings. i forced him to give me a copy (not really, he gave it to me out of the goodness of his heart) and now i’m going to share ten of my favourites.
serving trays are pretty much the last thing i thought i’d ever blog about, because they are the most boring of the kitchen paraphernalia right? we could make a list i guess. anyway, these ones from svenskt tenn with original designs by architect josef frank are rad. i’m happy to know there are some seriously cool trays out there because i love using them myself – especially when making tea, let’s get our sophistication on. plus sometimes i just get tired of carrying three to four cups in my hands and nimbly avoiding bumping into things that are likely to cause a spill of precious brew.
have a sneaking suspicion that the apartments for sale at alvhem are cleverly furnished, styled and photographed by mega smart swedish real estate agents – duping us all into believing that we are inferior beings with inferior apartments.
i don’t own much in the ways of furniture. besides bedroom basics and one (mega) couch, the rest of our apartment is filled with my flatmates’ stuff (gratefully so, thanks for being grown ups guys.) so i tend to daydream about fantasy furniture to fill my fantasy home with some day. daydreaming = internetting. obviously.