A Banana Tree & The Invite to NYC
As mentioned earlier today, I am redecorating my room. I decorate from the corners and work my way out, and so I started with my favourite intimate corner which has always struck me as a little exposed.
In keeping with the theme of Occupied Bombay, I knew I needed a Banana Tree. Banana Trees are quite underrated, folks. Apparently, they’re also a rarity. I hunted everywhere for one, and finally found the perfect Banana Tree for my corner.
Please say hello to Tilda, my Banana Tree:
Isn’t she beautiful?
My outstanding list of items is now narrowed down to:
- Wire backed chair
- Reading chair
- Ottoman to match the reading chair
- One large tapestry
- A chandelier
- I’ll be removing three massive panels behind which resides my wardrobe, because I’ve decided to instead hang very heavy drapes in their place (shades of reds & golds)
- Miscellaneous items such as candles, frames and at least three mirrors to slip above my headrest, to reflect the proper light.
- That’ll leave me with one wall empty, a space I’m as of yet unsure how I’ll work with…
I wasn’t joking when I wrote “42 years”.
&
I’ve accepted an invite to NY for my birthday. Only, I won’t be going on my birthday but rather the weekend following.
It took me some time to make up my mind, but now that it's all made up I’m terribly excited & consequences be damned. My heart's a mess, anyway.
In keeping with the theme of Occupied Bombay, I knew I needed a Banana Tree. Banana Trees are quite underrated, folks. Apparently, they’re also a rarity. I hunted everywhere for one, and finally found the perfect Banana Tree for my corner.
Please say hello to Tilda, my Banana Tree:
Isn’t she beautiful?
My outstanding list of items is now narrowed down to:
- Wire backed chair
- Reading chair
- Ottoman to match the reading chair
- One large tapestry
- A chandelier
- I’ll be removing three massive panels behind which resides my wardrobe, because I’ve decided to instead hang very heavy drapes in their place (shades of reds & golds)
- Miscellaneous items such as candles, frames and at least three mirrors to slip above my headrest, to reflect the proper light.
- That’ll leave me with one wall empty, a space I’m as of yet unsure how I’ll work with…
I wasn’t joking when I wrote “42 years”.
&
I’ve accepted an invite to NY for my birthday. Only, I won’t be going on my birthday but rather the weekend following.
It took me some time to make up my mind, but now that it's all made up I’m terribly excited & consequences be damned. My heart's a mess, anyway.
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10 Comments:
maha! when is your birthday? more specifically, when are you coming to NYC?? we must meet up!
Maha.. your birthday is exactly one months before mine. craazy.
ooh, and i have to point out uzi's fob-style "one months." :-D
HIIIIIIIII TILDA!!!!!!
T
The hate continues.
Tsk Tsk. A prolific writer such as I will not even provide you ladies with the satisfaction of responding to your critisism of what is obviously a slight of hand.
Did I get called a fob somewhere in there? For shame, the downright audacity of this claim astounds me!
And here I was being so happy and enthusiastic about my birthday being exactly ONE MONTH after Maha's.
And yes Anjum, you win. Your prize is in the mail. :P
UZI, What is a fob? I'm obviously totally missing some internet slang. Please fill me in :)
You're a scorpio, I remember that now!!
xox
m
FOB= major *insult*
= mad diss
= slap in the face to my writing skills
= Fresh off the Boat
hmmph!
LOLOLOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Uzi that's so funny. I'm such a loser for not knowing that.
Even when writing as retards we're cool >> notice how I include myself in this category ;)
xox
m
I don't know how you think of this shit I would have never thought to buy a banada tree.
Tommy of The Gays
Me either, Tommy. But I did think to buy a banaNa tree ;)
xox
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