a peek inside my abode.

My Grandmum tells me this wonderful story about when she was in Boston Junior League, they had a home tour and afterward, some of them were sitting around with the menfolk, and one of the women said, "Well, I thought her bedroom looked like a whore's boudoir!"  Imagine, Beacon Hill socialites in the 1950s talking about such things!  One of the men said, "Imagine, you ladies knowing what a whore's bedroom looks like."  It's one of my favorite stories.

Well, I don't know what that has to do with anything, except I'm giving you a peek inside my life a bit.  My room is nautical, filled with books and makes me feel at peace.

(I think the gallery above my bed is a little out of control, but I love it just the same.  It's filled with prints from my travels and old family photos)

 (I got this AWESOME chair from target.com.  Who cares if my roommate has the same one?)

(Oh, hello seashells from all over, french print nautical catch-all from Tuvalu Home in Laguna Beach, West Elm natural wood tissue holder, Pottery Barn pocket watch clock, a mug my sister brought me from Ecuador and a candle from my trip to Paris.  I love nightstands.  And don't judge me for my lobster pillow cases.)

(My surfboard has shamefully been used more as decor than sports equipment since moving from California.  More books, an inspirational board and a poster from a bluegrass show I went to at the Rhyman Auditorium in Nashville two summers ago.)

(Not in the boudoir, but a taste of the rest of my home - hallway console table.  The corral is another Tuvalu Home piece from my father and step-mother as a Christmas gift, a framed shot of my father and sister walking our dog at sunset in Laguna Beach, another Ecuadorian gift from my sister a la the dish that holds my keys, a small, ceramic disk from a local Laguna Beach artist, silver box with my initials from my Grandmum from high school graduation, an Anthropologie candle and classic books designed by Coralie Bickford-Smith; not pictured is my new Alice in Wonderland added!  Oh and the actual table is from an East Asian furniture dealer on La Brea in Los Angeles, bought on sale, ah thank you!)