Rug Love. Ikea Who Knew?
When I think of Ikea I think of a lot of things. Swedish Meatballs. Soft serve ice cream Vast expanses filled with basic shapes.
Bright colors & reasonable prices. And of course the random smattering of people's children running the halls.
What I do not think of when I hear the word Ikea, is glamor.
It must be fated because I, folks, am in dire need of a rug.
And my color scheme is black and white.
And I operate on a shoestring budget.
Like I said. Kismet.
My current rug, she's on her last leg. She's had a short but busy life making her way from a Homegoods store in Los Angeles up to my apartment in Santa Barbara. She's beautiful, but from the beginning she was a fragile soul.
You see she sheds everywhere.It wasn't just a phase. And for that I hate her.lol
So farewell dear nuisance rug & hello to such wonderfully chic possibilities. . .
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