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I die for this...

3.09.2010

this bed...
this brick...
this entire room.

14 comments:

  1. oh I love this! I would lounge in a bed like this all weekend - napping, sipping on some bubbly or reading. Just great.

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  2. Lovely photo. I wish that was my bedroom as well. It seems magical.

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  3. Oh, my goodness! This is fabulous!!

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  4. Wow, that is gorgeous!

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  5. The bricks give it such a city feeling! I love it!

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  6. Notwithstanding this beauty sitting on a king-size bed, there's still something incredibly inviting about white sheets. I don't know what it is, but for me it's always conjured up images of a day well-spent..

    As for the rest of the room, I've always liked the look of exposed brick. Love the sunlight streaming in, the playful shadows it casts.

    This looks like my ideal Sunday morning.

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  7. The naked girl statue in the bed... It's so life like...

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  8. It makes you want to just relax...ideal for a bedroom.

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  9. rad. rad. rad.
    as is your blog! just stumbled on it this morning...love all the thoughts and little ideas. keep it up!
    o, and i'll be on a little trip back to portland (i'm living in whistler, british columbia) in about 3 weeks! let me know of any hole-in-the-wall cafe's or music spots you'd say are a can't-miss!

    xo.

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  10. Such a great room. All that natural light, it's so soothing. Love.

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  11. I absolutely would too.

    Sophia

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  12. I love exposed brick too...anywhere! Bedrooms, kitchens...it just adds so much to a space!
    Great blog! :)
    ~Your newest follower

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