X-MAS TREE

It's Christmas is in the warm Florida air & everyone unleashes her interiors decorator/florist/personal  shopper. One more time our little village is turned into a fairy-tale with the strings of light, xmas music & fake snow.  This year i was faced with the reality of having zero xmas decoration all lost in a fire of divorce. Yet again it was a good thing: a chance to make a conscious choice was given. Live or Plastic? Big or Small? Green or Pink? Made-in-China decorations or...? Still contemplating, my daughter & i set for Lows to see our options. The selection was pitiful & we we heading out when we saw her...a tiny unassuming evergreen sitting shyly in the corner. She looked so lonely that i was naturally drawn to her & upon coming close enough was able to read her tag :"Eugenia Topiary" & there was no doubt in  our minds that she was coming home with us!

CREATE A COMFORTABLE LIVING SPACE

I absolutely love my place. Even though it's a rental i feel at home like never before. They say "home is where your things are" Well, my things are definitely here. everything in my home screams my name:)

its very selfish, i know. But growing up in an overpopulated apartments in my home country of Russia with my personal belongings constantly being moved, lost, misplaced by my younger siblings & later moving in into my ex-husbands home & even later into his mom's house i had pretty much have to carve a corner for my few possessions.

I ll skip the details of how one day my place ended up being stripped of pretty much every piece of furniture including window curtains - i ll just say that that was the day when i sat on the bare floor absolutely happy with the perfect emptiness of the space. it felt like looking at the new canvas imagining the painting to emerge on it. MY painting!

at that time all i wanted was an oversized mirror in a golden frame...

few days later i was driving home when i saw a "moving out sale" sign...2 hours and 500$ later my place was completely furnished again!

from that day on various pieces from flee markets keep making their way in...