Lily’s Room

Almost two years ago I saw a vintage bedspread at a local boutique. I fell madly in love with it, but for some reason unbeknownst to me, I did not buy it.

Something to do with no where to put it… blah, blah, blah. Whatever. I would have found a place.

While in Washington DC, my sister and visisted a few fabulous antique and thrift stores in Virginia.

And what did I spy? The same freakin’ duvet.

Okay, I was the one freakin’, but you can imagine my absolute joy.

Oh my lovely, lovely fringe.

I did even know what kind of fringe regret I had fully been experiencing.

I just had to bring it home. And get this… it was only four dollars! (Plus twenty-five extra bucks to get it home- thank you very much Delta.)

Here is Lily’s room before:

And here it is now:

Okay, maybe the oversized pillow now needs to go, but I am very much loving the bedspread.

My east coast liberal, tree huggin’ bedspread.

May you last another forty years, and may Lily never ever pee upon you.

(I cannot promise the latter.)

Here’s the other side of the room: