The thing about this home is that it looks like a rich lady lives there, but its not wholly unattainable? I can buy some white trash cans and a ton of books and put fake flowers in a nice fat vase too! One day I could be this effortlessly fabulous! While that's likely not possible, a girl can dream.
I LOVE this bowl of photographs. I love it. I miss having tangible photographs, because as I've mentioned about my love for nostalgia, I absolutely love flipping through old photos, but right now all of mine either live on Facebook or in boxes in my office. They may need to come out and play.
My current coffee table is beautiful and suits all my needs, but man I'd love a giant square coffee table to fill up with expensive books and fresh flowers.
How come when Rita Konig does mismatched frames and a gallery wall it looks effortless and luxe and when I do it its like "what in the actual fuck is this". Its like when you see things in magazines about celebrities with their hair in "chic ponytails" and can't figure out why yours just looks like a gym-ponytail. Mysteries of life, people.
Okay, having her office actually be a closet is finally a reminder that this apartment is in New York.
Aaaannd her bedroom helps you promptly forget that. I can't tell if that greenery is fake and woven through her window for privacy? If so, that's genius and I want to do that, because people finally moved in next door and I don't want to close my curtains and compromise all that sunlight.
So girly. So, so girly. Also, I love the look of those acrylic trays, but anyone who has ever tried to shop for them has probably learned that a stupid piece of clear plastic comes with a price tag that makes you wonder if its secretly covered in clear gold. Solution?
Buy one of these cheap box frames from Joann for $3, pop off the top and flip it over, and spend the $97 you saved on some bougie ass makeup to fill it with and everyone will be like "Wow, you are so rich." And you will smile smugly before crying into your Easy Mac dinner later. Nope? Just me? Cool.
See the rest of Rita Konig's unreal apartment here.