Last weekend we moved into a new place. It’s not a big space, in fact this is probably the smallest apartment we’ve ever lived in, but it’s cause for celebration all the same! It’s the start of a new chapter in Jason and my life. The sad, sad truth about living in Los Angeles is that becoming a homeowner can be more like a dream than a reality for most people. That being said, Jason and I are doing what it takes to make our way into the housing market which means saving on rent and living in a studio. Not glamorous, sparkly, or easy, but it’s our reality at the moment. Nonetheless I couldn’t be more excited to be in our new little home.
Nothing is decorated, the walls are bare, and our closet is overflowing with things that need to find a better home, but for some reason we absolutely love it here. It’s our “artist’s loft” as we like to call it and quite possibly the closest thing to living in Manhattan that we will ever experience. It’s a tiny one-room studio with a mini kitchen and bathroom located in a charming 1920’s building.
About a week before moving in, the building manager called to inform us of a “change” to our studio. I couldn’t help but feel a cold lump of dread in my stomach at these words. Evidently they had discovered that the original brick lay beneath the dry wall and decided to expose it. Happy birthday and Merry Christmas to me! Now the studio feels very urban, lofty, and absolutely perfect for the two of us. Between the exposed brick, all of the natural lighting and the cute 1920’s details, this is a space I already love to be in.
Our un-stocked bar cart, affectionately nicknamed Frank, is probably the most put-together corner of our home at the moment which is why it was photographed for this post and not our crazy kitchen. (I mean cray-cray) I attribute this corner’s beauty solely to the fact that our bar cart is too delicate to stack boxes on top of and the ranunculus give the false impression of being finished. Oh, if you could only see the rest of the place!
I already have so many plans and projects for our studio and am eager to start making it feel like home…after this mountain of boxes are unpacked of course! When it’s done, I’ll be sure to share it with you. Have you ever downsized to save? What was the hardest part?
Photo by Leah Bergman