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My London Bedroom

Most of us saw our bedrooms as an almost holy place, safe space, and sanctuary from the annoyances just outside the door. We plastered posters and photos and stickers and art on our walls. If you were like me, you didn’t feel happy until your space reflected the way you wanted to be seen by others. And the person you wanted to be–which was constantly changing.

Recently, there was an exhibit at the Geffrye Museum about teenage bedrooms. Yes, I’m completely aware that I am far from a teenager, but I related so much to these wild kids. They were completely and unabashedly expressing themselves with the items they chose to display and the word they chose to share.

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My Little Corner of the World

For me, my personal space is always a work in progress. Even when I lived in the same bedroom for 9 years, I never felt like it was ever completely finished. Though that feeling might be attributed to the fact that I was changing and growing mentally/emotionally so rapidly, I also think it’s because I’m fickle as hell. Case and point, I had an interior design blog for a short while. I’m not proud of how long it’s been since I updated it, but I also think it’s because the impermanence of my college living situations caught up to me. While my style was changing, I was also moving from place to place. Though, I wish I had high quality pictures of my last apartment in college, because that one was pretty close to my true sense of style. I loved that place (and I think my friends did too).

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QUINOA QUEEN

If you know me, you’re SICK of me talking about quinoa. BUT I LOVE IT. I need a “QUINOA” shirt (in the style of the KALE sweatshirt) so I can broadcast my love. But I can settle for this blog post.

I probably got into quinoa about 3 years ago when I realized that I could swap things out of my regular diet for healthier substitutes without really making an effort. I just realized that I actually liked the texture of it. And then I said goodbye to white rice (my fellow Indians will know that this is a BIG DEAL) because a new sheriff was in town. And he sounded way more exotic.

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