My lovely roommate and I live in a little urban casa. For two years, this I’ve learned to call this house home. As the constant denominator in an evolving roommate door (I’m on my third roommate y’all. third.), I often dream of the someday when I own a house and can paint a few walls. Don’t get me wrong, our urban casa is adorable. But, the red walls in the dining room hurt my heart every time I walk past them.
For clarification. I feel as though I should explain the roommate situation.
- Dallyn and I moved to Oklahoma City with dreams of conquering the world. After a year of shenanigans, she decided the west owned her heart and moved to plains of Northwest Oklahoma.
- Lauren, one of the most amazing friends a girl could ever ask for, moved back to the magic that is College Station in pursuit of big hair, better career opportunities and cowboys.
- Courtney and I met in church group not too long after she moved to Oklahoma from Tennessee. Living on the south side of OKC, it was clearly in her best interests to move into the little urban casa! She doesn’t regret it. I mean, probably not?
Pinterest, the place of abandoned dreams and pinned items that will never see the light of day, is not so different from the digital images that will never leave most memory cards. Sigh.
Each week, I
waste spend 60 minutes pinning beautiful images while watching Army Wives. Having no direct connection to the Army nor marriage, it would only make sense I would take it one step further and pin things that I have no intentions seeing through.
Until, I saw this. Hello bedroom I covet. I love everything about this, honestly. The headboard, the detailed walls, the orange chair, the floors.
Thanks, Pinterest, for giving me ideas of purchasing a house. It would be completely understandable to purchase a house just so I could see this bedroom come to life, right?
Happy Orange Friday!
Psstt. Did you know Rural Gone Urban is on Facebook? I know, the cool kids are doing it… I’ve always wanted to be a cool kid.