Spring is never coming.
The sooner we accept that, the sooner we can all start walking around in Jon Snow furs, and embrace our destinies as and kings and queens of the North.
We all have different means of coping with the endless winter that has seized southern Ontario. For some of my friends, family, and former classmates, coping meant drinking beer in their underwear, then posting it to Facebook. I chose to interpret this a Hunger-Games-esque act of rebellion against our winter overlords. I, however, am no Katniss, and so I’m coping with methods that are warmer, and less nude. Like usual, I’m coping by going to the thrift store, a lot.
A few weeks ago, I found a lovely Van Gogh Almond Blossoms print from Valu Village, and I decided to use it as a launch pad to bring spring inside (because we all know it’s never happening outside). I tossed out all my old pillows, and picked up a few new ones that paired well with the print, and a throw I already had. I also attacked the other wall in my living room – I had two thrifted mirrors that needed some company, so off to Mom’s house I went to steal a few more. The result is a wall of mirrors that reflects the light and blossoms so nicely, I almost forget it’s the tundra outside. I shuffled around a few more things, and the end result is a fresh, cheery room that I never, ever, under any circumstances, want to leave.
Van Gogh Print: Valu Village Mirrors, clock, Asian prints: Various thrift stores, mostly Mom Window: About Time Pillows: Target Table: Waste Wise