I literally did see the neon sign trend coming years ago, probably because it wasn’t anything new even back then, and my feelings towards it went drastically from enthusiastic to disgruntled when I saw the endless parade of lame “yolo”s and “keep calm”s and “love”s. It was Juan Mcarb‘s pink “fuck” that put this trend back in the loop for me, not just because of the juxtaposition it presents but also because the placement is resplendently clever. It may get boring after a while but for the sake of turning your home into an art gallery – let’s say exhibition – it’s worth a colorful try.
It’s like a not-so-secret-code between minimalists to have this, one of world’s most beautiful, ancient, expensive (or expensive looking) patterns in every corner of the house and, if possible, instagram it. Contrary to common belief, I think marble goes well with even the coziest interiors, teamed with metals and surrounded with wood they look perfect all around. From cheese plates to jewelry trays, shower curtains to pillows, tables to counter tops, candles to vases and clocks and hangers, it’s an unlimited array of choices.
I always have the tendency to love stuff that is imperfect, perfect symmetry or color coordination is too boring for me. Meticulously tidied rooms, all white houses, same type of frames up on the walls perfectly aligned, books on shelves, every furniture exactly standing where it’s supposed to = no creativity & no fun. That’s exactly why I find undone walls all the more charming, so much that I’m trying to figure out a way to “fake” an undone wall – sandpaper, random brushstrokes, spread the mint paint over existing white walls with my hands? I don’t know and I’m afraid I can never achieve the same authentic look – but at least I have a natural exposed brick in my home so I’m good.
Everybody has that one thing in their lives that they want to be a part of and do so badly but can’t for various reasons and that thing for me is biking. Biking comfortably, to be more accurate. I know how to ride a bike since I was 8 years old but I could never be comfortable with it, always afraid of cars, people or even bushes (yes, that happened). I wasn’t missing out on a lot in Turkey, unfortunately biking is not a way of transportation there, so I never felt the need to improve my skills. But now that I’m living in number 1 city for biking in North America, I feel the absence of it every day, especially because I’m holding back my husband who wants to bike everywhere. My excuse was that we don’t have enough space to put two bikes in our little home, but that doesn’t seem like a problem anymore thanks to miraculous bike hangers. If anything it’s a part of the decoration that I think I need.
You know those psychological color codes – which color is supposed to make you feel what – they don’t always seem to work for me. I’m sure there’s scientific evidence behind every finding but I also think it’s different for every individual and culture, even. For me, for instance, green isn’t as tranquilizing as it’s supposed to be and black isn’t depressing at all, it’s powerful. Yellow is the single most annoying color and orange doesn’t evoke energy or victory in my mind. White is my favorite color but all white is definitely maddening, gold in subtle details is the ultimate luxury cue and pink is happiness. Yes, I am almost 30 years old, not even slightly a girly girl and I still think (pastel) pink is the happiest color in the world. Especially together with dark green and white (and black), I can’t think of a more perfect color combo. I don’t know your thoughts on pink but if you feel a tiny flicker of joy after checking out this interior inspiration post I …