Over the weekend I was fussing over our bar cart; rearranging stuff, adding new tumbler glasses and finally getting around to re-syncing our clock. And then I had a teeny, tiny, mini 'aha' moment.
In the winter of 2010 I brought home the current Marks & Spencers Home catalogue at the time, solely for its cover. It gave me heart-eye emojis, inspired a lot of what I did to our apartment afterwards and pretty much summed up everything I was digging at the time [I even blogged about it]. All those dark moody hues mixed with pops of bold pink and
turquoise viridian really got me right in the feels. That catologue has been on display in our apartment since the moment I got it. For anyone who's crept my blog for the past 5 years, you will have seen it from time to time. It wasn't however until this weekend while I was dusting off said catalogue that I realised our couch is a little bit nailing it ...
Overcrowded with pillows, velvet and throws in lots of yummy dark colours and not forgetting the burgundy wall in the background [but let's quickly forget my landlords hot mess of a leather couch]. I find it funny and kind of weird when things come around like that. Hardly blog worthy I know, but it was a funny realisation for me at the time. I've adored these colours for so long that this has only cemented how I feel about them.
It took me 5 years, but at least I took the scenic route.