In the aftermath of being featured yesterday on Apartment Therapy, there are no words other than…wow. I am not accustomed to seeing the amount of traffic I had on my blog yesterday. I’m used to my mom, mother-in-law, and the occasional friend stopping by to read what we have going on over here. (Notice I did not mention my husband, Mr. Fancy Pants. Because although he was the person that encouraged me to start this blog, he says my posts “have too many words” and rarely reads them all the way through).
To those of you who happened upon my blog for the first time yesterday, welcome. I hope you enjoyed what you read. I wish I was better at posting consistently, but I’m not. I do this because I enjoy it. When it becomes a chore, I take a break. I am trying to post often now that we live in OR and most of my family and friends are far far away–mass updates on our life are one thing I will say “thank you” to the internet for.
For us, it was so mind-blowing to see our home on Apartment Therapy. We’ve been married for three years (almost) and have lived in three different places together. Two apartments in Austin, TX and now our house here in Portland, OR. I think I’ll do a post someday on each of them. It’s funny to look back at the other two and see how our style has changed…well not so much changed, it has just taken a while for our two styles to converge into something cohesive. To our marriage, William brought neon colors and crazy shapes. I brought a love for things that were old (and let me just clarify and say that while “vintage” is cool, “old” is not always classified as such). Over the years, his taste has tamed a bit and mine has become more refined. I’m not going to lie, I LOVE what happens when our minds collaborate. Turns out we are pretty good when we mix our ideas together. That’s the thing about marrying an artist…ideas are never in short supply.
All of that said, yesterday was a fun day for us. So thank you to Adrienne and Apartment Therapy for that. To see the post on their site, click here.