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3 Little Birds


Don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!
Rise up this mornin'
Smiled with the risin' sun
3 little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true
Sayin', This is my message to you

You know what should elicit joy? Your laundry room or wherever it is you do your laundry. Laundry is not glamorous. Laundry is not fun. Laundry is not joyful. After a day spent chasing a 2 year old, it can be mindless and relaxing, but back to the point. Regardless of your thoughts on HRC, we can all agree that laundry sucks. This is precisely why you need to add a little joy to this space. 

Adding joy to your laundry room is at the very end of most project lists, if it makes the list at all. Why? Because no one ever sees your laundry room. Why would you use your time and money decorating a space that no one will see? Easy. For yourself. Do it for you. So that you smile when you enter the room. So that you hum Bob Marley songs when you turn the corner. So that your soul fills up when you're doing something as mundane as advancing a load of laundry from the washer to the dryer.  

You know the BEST part about adding joy to your laundry room? NO ONE sees it, I hope. You don't have to make it overly fancy. It doesn't have to match the scheme in the rest of your house. It doesn't need to be expensive or trendy. This room is for YOU. If you want to paint a motif of Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon on your ceiling, that's great. Please blog about it. If you want to paint your walls bright pink, do it. If you want to hang your 1999 posters of Britney and Christina that you've been saving in your attic, do it. Also, please blog about it. You could even turn this space into your vision board, so that doing laundry, *gasp* actually inspires you. 

Here's my super fun take on decorating my space. My mantra for decorating, in case you do not already know, is 'buy what you love.' I stinking loved this bird fabric. I feel in love the moment I saw it. It was actually a very dramatic discovery.  I just knew. It also makes me hum "3 Little Birds" when I look at it (see the 3 birds on the pillows). Then, I built the room around it. It was super easy because the fabric had so many colors in it. I also incorporate aqua ALWAYS. It's unintentional, but my heart is drawn to it. So, I already know if it has aqua- it'll work. Look around your house to find what color YOU always incorporate...besides gray. Dear God, besides gray.

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My laundry room and my backdoor entry way are connected. 
I had so much fun finding coordinating these two papers.

Couple of helpful tips: Always mix a big pattern with a large repeat, with a much smaller pattern. Also, try to pick a color that you can draw out. Notice I chose to bring out that dark teal outline with the cheetah instead of the green or light aqua.

Everyone knows that I'm a sucker for a painted ceiling. If you saw my last blog, Balls To The Wall(paper), you know that I painted the ceiling green to bring out the green in the wallpaper. For continuity, I painted this ceiling green also.

Y'all. That fabric. Those 3 Little Birds pitched in my mudroom. 

I've never had a Roman Shade before. I've always been very nervous. They can sometimes look dated. This one turned out perfect on this small window. I also installed it myself after watching 30 seconds of a 4 minute YouTube video. My husband told me I needed "written consent" before I could use the drill anymore. Whatevs.

The lighting in this one really brings out the vibrancy of the colors. Colors bring me joy. Like a lot of joy. Rose´ by the pool joy.


This is the view when you enter the back door. 
Don't you know I found a way to coordinate that pink door too. 
This is the perfect example of BUY what you LOVE. It all worked out!

Another really helpful tip if you are choosing 2 wallpapers for 1 space: find 2 papers from the same wallpaper book. I chose to pick from the THIBAUT RESORT COLLECTION. This is a good way to make sure the colors match up JUST right. 

Here are a few more photos that I really loved. I hope this space elicits the same joy in you that it does in me! Find fun ways to transform your space. Be bold. Buy what you LOVE!






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