My first non-college apartment was in the artsy, Silverlake neighborhood of Los Angeles, aka Hipstertown, USA. My "house in the hills" was actually a tiny one bedroom apartment that my roommate had converted into a two bedroom by refashioning the living room into a bedroom for herself. I lived in the actual bedroom. Such is life for a single lady in the city. But I loved it in all its tiny, overpriced, gentrified glory -- particularly the rooftop view and it being spitting distance from boutiques and restaurants.
I also loved decorating it with shabby chic, thrifted items and colorful accents. I lived there for almost two years until my move back to Sacramento a couple months ago, and although I've loved being close to my family again, I do miss my charming little space in Silverlake! Here's a peak inside....
|My number one criteria for an apartment: good light.|
|Postcards I bought years ago in Venice, Italy.|
|I kept my favorite books in my nightstand/bookcase. For easy, pre-slumber grabbing.|
|An inspiration board is always a good mood-lifter. Especially when it includes photo booth pics.|
|My lovely bedspread.|
|My favorite comment from a guest regarding the above photograph of Frida Kahlo has to be, "Is that your mom?"|
|Coffee table books, books from college, and just plain favorite books (Naked by David Sedaris).|
|Rooftop view of Downtown LA on a smoggy evening.|
|Rooftop view to the other side. The Hollywood sign could be seen through the trees during the day.|