SO FAr so good!

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Woke up this morning with a growing aversion to all things social. Not completely sure why? Maybe a mix between the endless stream of moronic messages from vacuous drunks, & recent irrational behavior of loved ones...I dunno. But I haven't given into it yet, so moooving on! ;D

My sofa's found herself a new owner. They're such a match! Cute as a bug both of them. :) So now I'm in the market for a new one! I want something sturdy & unique. Been looking at a few from IKEA...but the uniqueness instantly jumps out the window & commits suicide just by the thought. But I do want something that's kinda L-shaped. I know that isn't very Feng Shui... But it's cosy to snuggle up in a corner, isn't it? ;) I've also snooped around for "shipping pallet sofa"-ideas. & some of them are quite cool. 
LOOK! ☟

I think this originates from Bo bedre.

BUT, is it a tad bit ShabbyIndustrial for me? Will I quickly grow tired of it? o.O I sense that a yes is the answer to that...sooo how can I get my victorian inspired camel-back, yet, comfy tufted corner sofa with a hint of industrial feel to it in a week? Cause YES, I'm having a eostre gathering at my house in a couple of weeks & I can't have them sitting on the floor now can I? ;P ...or maybe, if I make some plump pillows of some sort & scatter them all over the floor. Moroccan themed easter anyone? ;P Hehe...

I want a NewOld table too...& an old window. :P Can feel the flea market bug brewing in me again...it's that time of year!! ;) 

~Linn.
Chase down your passion like it's the last bus of the night.  ~Terri Guillemets.

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