A Tour Of my Office (LOL JK, It’s The Spare Room)

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When it was first agreed I was moving to Ipswich, I was just going to use my teeny tiny (shit, and really slow despite being brand new) laptop to work on at the dining room table. That would be my office, my working space.

OK, this is all a bold lie. It was never agreed I was going to move to Ipwich. In fact, I was planning on signing my flat contract to stay on in Leytonstone for another year, until well, there was a flood in my flat and I got forced out of London, and then, well, I guess I just never left Suffolk.

The spare bedroom was originally going to house Chris’s old double bed. It’d be a proper spare bedroom ready for all our adult couple friends to come and stay and drink fancy wine and eat cheese boards and play Scrabble, like real grown-ups.

Then I made a few ‘THIS SHOULD BE MY BLOGGING OFFICE’ jokes, and well, Chris agreed. So yey to subtle hints and Pinterest boards.

We painted the walls in Dulux’s Blueberry White even before I moved in, or maybe around the time I moved in and got rid of all the old furniture. We ripped up the brown carpet and sanded and glossed the floors and we went over the skirting boards with white gloss. Like seriously guys, I am now skilled in the art of re-decoration and I’ve never felt so bloody old.

Everything in here at the moment is IKEA, just because it’s easy and it’s white and it’s affordable yet simply chic. My desk is a BESTA BURS, my bookcases are BILLY and the dreamy day bed is HEMNES. Mostly it’s just Rudey on the day bed cleaning her bum, showing off her fluffy squirrel belly and leaving fur EVERYWHERE. She seriously thinks it’s her bedroom which is cute but irritating for duvet cover changing purposes.

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I would love to sit and talk you through where everything else is from, but to be honest there’s just too much! I’m an avid hoarder, and have managed to get rid of SO much since moving here, but my shelves and surface space are still crammed with trinkets. A lot of things are presents, or things I’ve snapped up from eBay or charity shops or car boot sales. Like seriously, so excited for the weather to warm up so we can continue on with our 7am Saturday starts hitting the Needham Market boot sale. The dream <3

I pretty much always work with flowers and a candle because HAPPINESS. And I always have about 7 different notebooks on the go just because I adore hand writing stuff, it’s just so much nicer considering everything we do is online, and when I have a really good pen, the appearance of my own handwriting makes me feel a little bit warm inside. N’awww.

Current stationery faves include Paperchase, Tiger, Ohh Deer, Etsy and LA LA LAND. Mostly because they’re super fun and super affordable.

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I always have 69p Paperchase postcards up on the wall because a) they just liven up the whole space and b) they make me do all the happy feels when I’m typing away and trying to navigate internet trolls and eurgh emails.

My cute polaroid snaps were a birthday present last year from Chris from Polagram. My desk nail varnish collection changes every few weeks depending on my mood – but these are the shades I’m currently rotating. I don’t know what it is about that damn Denim Delight from GOSH but I’m addicted. It’s just so perfect and nightime-y and yeah, I don’t have another word to use here.

I also keep a few sentimental things in here. I feel like out of the whole house this room is the most ‘me’ by far. Chris hasn’t really had any say in it and in fact there’s nothing of his even in here. It’s more a space to keep all my excess belongings that don’t fit anywhere else in the house.

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I’ve got my framed print of my blog post that was featured on The Telegraph last year, and my favourite vintage print of Manhattan that I bought from a flea market on a trip out there. And then I’ve got a photo of me and my grandad when I was little – he passed away in 2013 and did a heck of a lot for me growing up. From teaching me to drive to pulling out my wobbly teeth to picking me up at 2am when I needed him. He was just 14 when war broke out in Poland and ended up fleeing his home on the back of a chicken truck with his entire family headed for Russia. So yeah, it means a lot.

I’m not really sure what else to say here – ooh, my cute new chair cushion is from Elizabeth Scarlett, a pretty london-based brand – this is more me playing with my camera and getting into photography which is SUCH a new thing for me. Like, it upsets me that I can’t take my own photos from my OOTW, but y’know, can’t actually be two people at once, sob.

It’s also just a chance for you to be a bit nosey. So YEAH, ENJOY. If there’s anything particular that you see and you’re like FUCK, where is that dreamboat from, then leave me a comment and I’ll let a gal know.

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