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Now I see the purpose of an interior decorator

“Flowers… are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty outvalues all the utilities of the world.”  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

The day I after I announced that I would be redoing my apartment because, and I feel the need to go over the reasons once more, a) it’s fugly b) I have no plans to move anytime soon and c) FUG-LY oh and D thru XYZ) No, I do not want a house with gutters that magically move away from said house nor do I want to deal with plumbing or shoveling or really anything that involves manual labor. Also, I really am unsure of how a mortgage is calculated and then I get hives and then I’m all holy shit, I HAVE A HOUSE. Follow with klonopin and beer.

That same day that I confessed my college-esque decorating in the apartment of a 27 year old woman, Queenie of Queenie Takes Manhattan was all ‘oh helllllll no’ and next thing you know she’s sent me no less than seven DMs and two my deco creations for my apartment.

She made mood boards for my apartment and she still isn’t sure whether or not I’m a serial killer. Dear Internet, I love you.

The second I saw the mood boards I thought perhaps she had taken up residence in my brain. But no, she heard my cries for help and could tell by my whimsy and fun filled tweets what I might want in a living space. Tweets that end with ‘fuck my life’ often mean, I like bright color in my space. Also flowers.

She got me and knew what I needed in this space of mine to make me happy which, if I’m not mistaken, is what interior designers are to do. But no, she is not an interior designer but a concerned citizen who doesn’t want me living in the House of Ugh. I had already ordered prints from Papermoth and just ordered two more. I also ordered another little something for by the door as well as a few purchases from Anthropologie.

This project is not only a Life List goal but also so needed. Oh, you guys, you don’t even know the half of how much I need to throw myself wholeheartedly into something. Quite honestly I needed to spend more time on myself and this is just what I need. Thank you, Meg for indulging me and helping me and for not throwing your hands in the air and saying “Dude…duuuude….do your eyes burn?” The Internet can be so polite sometimes.

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Less living and more blah room

“But, overall? I love my tiny apartment. It keeps me organized, it keeps my packrat tendencies in check, and it makes me creative.” – via Queenie Takes Manhattan

In the event that you complain to and or request the help of the Internet you should include photos of the subject of your complaints. In this case it is my living room. I hate my living room. I especially hate that brown futon against the red accent wall. The wall is my favorite part but why dark on dark? It’s very “Hello! And welcome to my coffin!”

It’s all just so blahhhhhh and not me. I like bright and fun, I know sometimes my writing begs to differ on that last statement but I’m more whimsy than anything. I want to enjoy a space and this here does not depict any enjoyment. Yesterday in my I want to punch my living room in the face ramblings Danielle introduced me to Queenie Takes Manhattan. More specifically her small space love. That’s what I want ‘love’ for my apartment even though yes, it is an apartment and not permanent and blah blah blah, I’ve heard it all before but it still deserves a little awesome. A little more oomph. A little more…well…anything that isn’t this.

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Into Home

“He is the happiest, be he king or peasant, who finds peace in his home.”  ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Fine and Dandy Print via PaperMoth

Life list #18: Turn my apartment into a home

“I hate my living room. It’s making me batshit insane”

“Sooo, throw pillows?”

“….”

“Well, I read somewhere that new pillows can help fix things”

“No, throw pillows would be like putting a Hello Kitty bandaid on a stab wound. This is more like if I don’t get rid of that God awful futon I’m going to rip the stuffing out of that sucker”

“So no throw pillows”

“Actually, I think I’ll get some of those too”

Buchanan Apartment Sofa via Pottery Barn

People ask why I don’t buy as in a house. A HOUSE. I shudder when that comes up because buying is so permanent. I also don’t shovel driveways or clean gutters and if leaves fell on my yard, I’d probably just say “That’s NATURE. Leave ‘em!” I’d be a terrible owner which I have fully resigned to and I am ok with that. Some people just aren’t meant to have big yards until later in life if ever. I like leaving all the yucky stuff up to someone else.

But it’s a waste of money.

What about parking?

What about permanence.

I reply with the delicate nature of my own sanity. The way I’m perpetually teetering along and how anything that can make me have to stress less is good. But I’m redoing anyway: Another coat of pant, new prints. Michael’s is having a sale so double mat gallery frames were in order. And a new sofa. Definitely a new sofa.

I just want to want people to come over. I want to come home and be happy to be here. I want to sit at my table with tea in a buddha bowl, my laptop and fuzzy socks and I’d like to do so in a place that brings a smile to my face. More color and whimsy and less “Welcome to my funeral parlor”.  My eyes have gone wonky from poring over Apartment Therapy and Decor8. I’ve never been much into design blogs but suddenly every thing looks so delicious. Let the games begin.

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Life List #82: Write More About Politics

“Follow your passion, and success will follow you.”  ~Terri Guillemets

I’d say that I’m doing this due to popular demand but I’m not really that popular. Regardless I have started a new venture(!!); Poliogue.com where I will discuss politics in my normal irreverent/having a conversation with my friends type fashion. I feel that politics and politicians should be accessible or at least give the illusion as such. I think what makes people feel so disconnected from what is going on in the political process is that everything on blogs or newspapers is either dumbed down or is written in such a way that it’s almost too inside baseball with polling results and to the point where one would need to know the entire career of whomever is being talked about. How about a happy medium? How about writing in such a way where you’d be speaking with your girlfriends or at a dinner party casually about what is going on in this country? And that’s where Poliogue comes in. I want it to be that space where you can discuss without feeling as if you’re about to go into battle with Charlie Cook and Bob Schieffer. It’s all me talking to you about politics in my normal No Pasa Nada fashion. I might even say ‘fuck’ once in awhile. There will be interviews and podcasts and the occasional vlog (ewww, that word sucks but, hey, what can you do?) post all in the name of bringing you politics in a fun and approachable fashion. Sound good? I hope you enjoy because I’m excited already and it’s been less than 24 hours.

Another huge thanks to Dawn Blanchfield and Sweet BlogDesign for being magical people who get shit done. Love it.

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The Art of Political Dialogue

“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs; ask yourself what makes you come alive.  And then go and do that.  Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”  ~Attributed to Howard Thurman

I just finished taking a quiz from the November 2009 issue of O Magazine. I found it laying on my mother’s bed and what drew me to it was a bold “Who Are You Meant to Be?’ on the cover. I flipped to the required page and then perused the section stopping at the quiz of the same name. The instructions involved a bubble test and excel at the bubble test. The answers ranged from Never to Always when thinking of reaction to certain situation. “Read each of the following statements and ask yourself how true it is”. Easy enough. As it turns out I am “Striving to Be Creative” as well as “Striving to Be Recognized”. It was suggested that I am an artist and achiever. I am an original and I know it. I’m ambitious, competitive and hardworking. I should write and I should be a politician.

I often use magazines to find out the obvious.

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Way back during my trip to Houston I confessed to Susan and Maggie that I wanted to write more about politics. I’ve always wanted to write more about politics but I thought that people would find it silly. So to say it out loud was a big deal. It seems that I also need approval but there was no quiz about that. They both gave the thumbs up and said, “Duh, silly”. There was also some talk of how I wanted for politicians to use social media more effectively. To supplement but not necessarily supplant.

Quick digression because I’m smiling to myself right now: Supplement vs. supplant was a major part in the American Recovery and Reinvestment act with regard to how states could use Title I funds. I walked around for months with those two words written on an index card tucked neatly in my back pocket. But supplement and not supplant is what I think that politicians should do when it comes to using social media. I recently spoke with a member of congress whom I adore about his use of Twitter. I told him that I love that he has a presence there and he informed that he hated it. He feared that ‘our children’ were going to grow up without feeling a handshake and rely too much on computers as their form of communication. He missed the old days of going door to door and worried that we were moving to far from that. I couldn’t help but agree. But I do believe that using things like Facebook and Twitter can also assist the constituent/representative relationship. It’s another way for those who so frequently feel disconnected from what is going on within a Capital (or Capitol) or inside the Beltway to feel a bit more connected. It’s a new and different way to engage with those who are being represented but in no way should replace the art of doing a door-to-door on a Saturday morning. Never forgetting that people genuinely appreciate the latter.

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Over the almost five years that I have had this site I have debated how and when to write about politics. I don’t want to bore people to death while regaling you all with tales of bicameral systems and voting (democracy is so boring). Then again if you really enjoy something, find yourself truly passionate about a subject,  you write about it. The goal here is not to shove my political agenda and beliefs down your throat. The goal is just to engage and discuss and for me to do something I enjoy. We all as individuals need to make up our own minds when it comes to politics and our feelings towards what goes on in this country what I want to do is make it easier to have dinner party conversation on the economy or who is running or why midterm elections bring out the worst in politicians but very little from the electorate.

If you look at the top there’s a tab that says ‘Poliogue’ which is a word I made up meaning The Art of Political Dialogue. I don’t expect for people to be rabid C-SPAN fans and blubber when Steny Hoyer utters a simple hello. I would like for people to feel more engaged this election year and (to infinity) and beyond. I promise not to bore you to death or be all inside baseball and will continue to discuss what happens in this country with an air of humor and storytelling and not long winded and regurgitated polling courtesy of the AP. So join me. Please? It won’t hurt. Promise.

(You can follow here http://twitter.com/poliogue or tell me what you want to hear about here Poliogue@gmail.com)

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