With all the polaroids that have been piling up around our house lately, I've been searching for some ideas on how to display them. What do you think of these photos? {image from Rita Konig's apartment on Domino magazine} {image from Jordis!'s photostream on Flickr} I love the simplicity and ease of just sticking the photos on the wall. I might have to paint my walls white again though!
Mom to three amazing boys, married to the love of my life. I'm a a preschool teacher who loves books, design, decorating, crafts, good food, and my family. I'm a gypsy girl at heart, and dream about running away to travel the world. I go crazy if I'm not going 110%!
“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
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