A couple months ago you some how came across my blog and read an I Make Emily Henderson Cry post. I about fell out of my chair when you wrote on my Facebook page. I do hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Since watching Secrets From A Stylist (please bring it back, I need you in my living room…but not in a creepy kinda way), I’ve learned so much about my style and how to create vignettes. I still haven’t mastered the art of mixing and matching pillows, but I swear I’m practicing.
Reading your blog and watching your videos…girl, you are a wealth of knowledge that people like me value, adore, and cherish. It’s like you’ve created your very own little army of eclectic style mixing wanna be designers. Because of you, I had the confidence to start this master bedroom makeover and know it would wind up magazine worthy. And for that, I thank you. So if you’re reading this, I hope you see how you’ve inspired me. From velvet navy headboards to brass sconces to mix and matched furniture. Mid-Century Modern with a little bit of granny as you call it. Wipe those sweet salty tears of sadness away and come out from hiding in the closet because girl, I’m about to blow your mind…I hope, fingers crossed.
There’s been some chatter…mostly started by myself…of a super secret amazingly stupendous master bedroom makeover project. Yep, it was on track for a very cool feature in a very cool magazine, but, weird shit happens sometimes and whomp, whomp, whomp, I think that game is over. It’s okay though, I’m over it…not really. Insert laughing so hard I’m crying emojis here. I still have what will soon be one dreamy little spot to lay my pretty head. That is, pending a gorgeous rug’s arrival from India, a painter who has been perpetually busy and a DIY. Note to self, stop slamming the painter get on that DIY already. Oh, and some wall art above my bed.
Because the space is not finalized (the main feature is the rug), this post is not a complete reveal (sad face), but I promise to share more then just a one picture sneak peek. I’ll also be sharing with you how everything came together, and who helped me make my master bedroom makeover happen.
MORE AFTER THE JUMP…
When I first started to write House Of Hipsters and had about 7 clicks a day if I was lucky…my mom, Brandy who I went to high school with, Laura and Grace (The other 3 clicks were me making sure the site was working, wondering why no one was reading my blog. )…I wrote this post. It was what would become one of my very first I Make Emily Henderson Cry posts. I jokingly photographed and shared with my 4 readers the disastrous space known as my bedroom. After we moved into the house 4 years ago, my focus was on the main floor. I tried to dress the master bedroom up with some lipstick also known as fancy Dwell Studio bedding and some white animal heads. But for the most part, this was not a bedroom that dreams where made of. There was no magic happening here.
When the magazine approached me, they asked to see a makeover of the non-existent makeover. No rush, they just wanted to be first in line before any other national magazines came knocking on my door. Ummm, seriously? Woah. Yes, this master bedroom makeover immediately became priority numero uno. I threw together the mood board above and put together a great foundation for the room but started to freak out about styling. This had to be knock it out of the park, no swing, batta, batta, swing hit and a miss. So I reached out to a talented stylist who I admired and asked for a little help with my vignettes…Jennifer Harrison aka @fleamarketfab. If you don’t know her, go…now…I’ll wait here. And be sure to follow her while you’re over there. Her feed is A-MAZING.
Hey! You actually came back! Alrighty, well, back to my story. I can pick out amazing furniture and home decor pieces, but it’s putting together curated vignettes that tend to stump me. Much to my surprised, she offered to drive 7 hours to help me style this room. SO nice! I continued to shop online like a mad woman, trying to get all the big stuff delivered before her arrival. I added each piece I picked out to a mood board on Pinterest, so she could virtually see what I was doing with the room. More styling, less shleping was the motto. I wanted to use her time with me wisely.
Before she left her house, she sent me this text…apparently clubbing was not in the cards for us gals. Do I come off as a clubbing girl? If I do, swwwweeeet! But heck, I can hardly stay awake past 9:30 PM; however, we did party hard every night with wine, Craigslist and iPads. Ain’t no party like a House ‘a Hipsters party, cuz a House ‘a Hipsters party likes to thrift…just sayin’.
When her crazy huge red van pulled into my driveway that Thursday night I was stoked. This room thing was going to happen. After noshing on delicious Lou Malnati’s sausage pizza, Jen and I went up to the room and took inventory of what might be still needed. The next morning we moved around some dressers and got the mirror in place. Thankfully the bed and nightstands were already set up. She suggested a tray, large plant, lamp and small wishbone chair. We shopped the house first.
Since I already had most everything, the space took shape right before our eyes. But she suggested a few items to be purchase, so we made a list. Time to hit that pavement. We talked about heading downtown to my favorite haunts, but instead chose to go a more productive path. Rather then treasure hunting the city and risking a huge bust, we hit West Elm, IKEA, and Anthropologie. Yep, these thrifting queens were on their way to the mall. But first we had a few Craigslists finds to stuff in the trunk of my car. I get ‘chu good deal.
We shopped ’til we dropped. Literally! Jen can shop you guys! We stopped at a Starbucks, but besides that, we didn’t eat until 8PM. I’d bet I put 8 miles on my new Birkenstocks. We raced to the nearest Chipotle, and I tried not to lick the walls. When we finally got home, my eyes were glazed over, both of us exhausted. I offered wine secretly hoping Jen was just as tired. She was…thank gawd. Also, my SUV was packed to the gills. I threatened to bungie cord her to the roof if we tried to stuff another lamp in it.
Saturday morning was go time again. Pretty little thing after pretty little thing was unboxed and styled. Pillows were fluffed. Plants were potted. Flowers in vases. Books stacked. Oh and an IKEA desk that I kept screwing up the IKEA build. Sorry about that Jen. She learned quickly to dread the words, “uh-oh”, but handled my errors in stride. Many laughs later, we went from this
(How’s that for a little trip down memory lane?) To a proper master bedroom makeover with HUGE style. I feel like I’ve got my funk back.
Yep, that bench right there is my DIY. I need to add a make a cushion for this Craigslist score and add some new pillows because I swiped these from the bed. And that you guys is all I’m giving you until the final reveal. What do you think of my master bedroom makeover? Any suggestions for artwork over the bed? How about paint color on the walls? Right now it is Sharkey Gray by Martha Stewart Paint from Home Depot. Originally we thought a light blush or maybe white. Once I took the pictures, both Jen and I started liking the gray. She suggested going a shade lighter, but I’ve been dragging my feet until that glorious rug arrives. Since it is 9′ X 12′, that sucka is going to pop this room.