I started nesting in this little space on the internet about 6 or so years ago. The blogging world was a whole new realm for me, it was about community, it was supportive, and it was an amazing creative outlet. Truth? I actually hardly new it existed until I stumbled across a few online journal articles that got me hooked on the bloggers who wrote them. I could not wait to see and hear what they were up to, and it never felt like “oooo look what I’M doing” (flashy, flashy) but always more like “hey, so this happened, if anyone can relate”. It really felt like a way to connect to a bigger purpose, and take control of the creative outlet I so badly needed. So I nested here. I enjoyed sharing, and writing and encouraging others to try creating different things and improving their homes.
But then things changed.
The blogosphere seemed to suddenly get whipped into a frenzy of everyone and their dog (literally) amassing HUGE followings, (organic or not) speaking loudly at no one in particular, and competing for sponsorships. It all started to feel a little smoke and mirrors, a little less united, and a lot more competitive, and I got a little lost in the deluge (thank you Crowded House).
I still loved blogging, still LOVE blogging. The introvert in me loves writing from the comfort of my home office, while the extrovert loves connecting with like minded design lovers. Living in this blogging space can feel inspiring, motivating, and even, dare I say, a bit trail blazey? Most importantly it gives me a way to define my own meaning of success. It can also feel very overwhelming, intrusive, and can really do a number on your self-confidence if you let it.
So why am I still here? I think I have something worth while to share. Underneath all the social media, and promoting blog posts, I still believe there are better ways to live, to be, and to relate to others, and that maybe something I’ve discovered about how to do some of these things might help someone else. I SURE didn’t come across any of these epiphanies from a high horse either, I can tell you that, but only after I dragged myself through the mud a few hundred times, did I think “hey, maybe I’m doing this wrong”.
As a trained interior designer I work with clients to improve their spaces. I pride myself on providing honest, great quality service, and source products that my clients can depend on for the life of that space. My projects need to be unique, custom, and expertly installed. This, however, is not cheap, and to be honest, it really shouldn’t be. Clients who work with a designer want something specific, they either have a vision that they don’t know how to bring to fruition, or they have no vision at all, but want something that is custom, and unique to them. An individualized, dedicated service like this takes time, education, and technical skill. It is my job to make this happen. It is also my job to ensure that how this happens is efficient, with quality products, and professional installation (see $, $$, $$$).
But one of the most important parts of my job is taking the needs of a client and addressing them functionally. I am a huge proponent of the effects our environment has on our mental health. My designs are meant to take the icky parts of living life and make them easier, while giving the lovely parts of living life the focus they deserve, encouraging people to savor.
SO WHY DIY?
As a designer by trade this service naturally has a price tag, but through the beauty of bloggerdom, my goal is to make it possible to access the true guts of what interior design can do for a space by providing a little insight and direction. The DIY’s I share here are meant for those folks who are not in the market for interior design services, but are daring and handy enough to make changes to their spaces on their own. I share some of the things we do ourselves around here with the insight of an interior designer and the knowledge of a skilled tradesman (my talented husband), so that others might elevate their spaces to work for them. Without the pricey price tag.
If you’ve been following me here for any length of time you’ll know my focus is function and that the look of a space is only one of the factors that contribute to how that space functions. Life gets hard sometimes, the little things pile up and don’t leave room for the bigger, more important things. My goal is to hone my space to work for me and my family, then share the things that work so that others might incorporate the same or similar ideas into their own homes. I know I don’t want to spend a half hour cleaning up the front hall, and I’m sure no one else does either. Lining up the shoes that don’t have a home, going though all that mail that I don’t need (seriously, what is with all the junk mail?), finding a place for backpacks, lunch boxes, homework, school projects, the dog leash, the list is endless. I do want to create a space that makes it easy and inevitable that everyone does these things on their own. I know, I sound coo-coo crazy for cocopuffs, right?
It’s possible. It’s possible in the front hall, and in the kitchen, in the basement and in the bathroom. The spaces just need to be designed to function. And that is the concept I hope to pass on here, through ideas, projects and encouragement, because I think most of us are well past glorifying being busy and we’re just. freaking. tired.
So, let’s tear our homes apart and renovate! Even though we might work full time, or have little ones to cater to! Or both!
I’ll be clear, DIY’ing home renovations is not for the faint of heart and it isn’t for everyone. Mistakes will inevitably happen, and you may (once or twice) overestimate your skill, or patience level, turning a ‘quick DIY’ into an expensive drain on your time AND money. It can definitely be exhausting, BUT when you’re successful? It will be well worth the effort, so I say, hammer on, my DIY rebels.