After spending months of sifting through Craigslist postings, running (literally) around Manhattan, and sitting on subway floors (yes, it was a low point for us), my roomie and I finally came across an apartment we couldn't turn down. It took hard work, some tears, and lots of help, but we finally have a place we can call home. Let me rephrase that: it's a place I can call my apartment since my dad always corrects me and tells me Miami will always be my home. Oh, father, how I do love you.
Despite having a major downgrade from the size of our last apartment in Nashville, TN, this apartment is actually a pretty decent size for the city and has so much more character; I never expected to have crystal door knobs! Being pressed for time and not wanting to break the bank, I found the majority of my furniture and decorations at IKEA (you can pretty much say it's an IKEA model home). I am ecstatic with the way our apartment came out and I'll try to post more pictures soon. Hmm, maybe with some Christmas decorations?
|Old photographs are some of my favorites and here are a few of my grandparents. |
From left to right: my dad's family in Cuba, Mom-mom looking quite stellar - no wonder
Pop-pop couldn't resist, and Pop-pop being awarded a medal after WWII
|Alex, my roomate, hung these wonderful crystal balls from CB2. They add a whimsical |
element over our couch and look amazing against our walls!
This chandelier couldn't make me happier.
|I was fortunate enought to be able to fit this table in my room - it |
doubles as a desk and vanity!