Room Makeovers Without Money

I recently read a great article “Minimalism is Just Another Boring Product Wealthy People Can Buy” which raised some great points about how minimalism and nice decor are out of reach for most people, and it got me thinking. The rooms and dorm rooms I’ve decorated over the last five years, could I have done those if it weren’t for my parents’ and my place of financial privilege? Answer: Probably not.

An Incomplete Room Tour

This post will mostly be a simple gallery of what my room looked like right before I left. I still haven’t got art on the walls and the desk is missing a drawer because Ikea gave us the wrong screws (they screwed us, hehe), but other than those few things, I’m pretty happy with it. Perhaps I’ve got a career in interior design…

A Brief History of My Room

Today was a big day. My room looks more like a bedroom and less like a construction site than it has in months. Jeez. Months. Has it really taken me that long? Nonetheless, I did what I wanted to do before I leave again for England, and tonight I will be able to reap my reward by sleeping in my own bed again, finally.

The Three-Month Re-Decoration

Every three months, I redecorate my space somehow. I can’t help it, it just drives me up the wall staying in the same space for too long.

I haven’t had to worry about that for the past few years, now. I went off to university for three months, that was a room change. Then I was home for a month, which was another room change. Then three more months at school, one at home, two weeks at school, then I spent two-and-a-half months of my five-month break at home, before we moved and I spent the rest of the break in a new room, then university for another three months, then home for a month.

This is the first time in a couple of years that I’ve spent longer than three months in a single room. In fact, it had been so long that I had completely forgotten how I always redecorated at around three months, until I had already bought the new stuff for my room and re-arranged whatever furniture wasn’t attached to the wall. After I had re-done pretty much everything in the room, I realized it had been three months again. It’s like being a werewolf and not seeing the moon for a while and forgetting you should worry about it until you wake up with a carcass at your feet, only with decorating.

So here’s my room before, with the university-given bedspread that was falling apart and not very comfortable:

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I didn’t take before pictures, so you’ll have to make do with these. Of course, that means you can’t see the suitcase at the foot of the bed, but that’s okay.