For the last 8 years, I’ve been collecting pretty accessories, curtains, paintings, lamps, etc, with the hope of some day compiling it into an Anthropologie-esque dream home.
Then I got engaged.
And Alex said, “Do you think that, maybe, when we get married, our apartment could like, um, maybe, you know, no offense or anything, but be a little less…feminine?”
I got his point. I’ve certainly kept his very gentle request in mind, but it’s been harder than I thought to neutralize all those pinks and flowers. So this weekend I went to work.
Project #1: The Entryway
Here’s what our entryway has looked like for a while. We bought this card catalog together at an antique shop, and we love it. But it’s had a few pretty little afore-mentioned accessories sitting on it. With a pretty, flowery painting hanging above.
No more. This weekend I used my incredible defeminization powers and Zap!
Bold, graphic, orange print in a bigger and thicker black frame. More clear space showing off that masculine metal surface. Accompanied only by Mr Bird. (Who, by the way, went from dumb and boring to slick and cool with a few coats of glossy white spray paint…)
But back to the project at hand. This entryway no longer says “Good day, sir, welcome home to your lovely abode. May I pour you a cup of tea.” It says, “Hey man, come on in. You’re just in time for our co-ed crafternoon.”
Just what every guy wants to hear, right?
Well, if not completely defeminized, hopefully the aesthetic at least falls a bit more in the middle on the scale of lace to movie posters.