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For a million and one reasons, The Mister and I packed up all of our belongings, bid farewell to New York City, and moved into this shotgun house in the most magical and amazing city in the world, New Orleans.

Our last home was decorated in what we liked to think of as a “Martha Stewart Opium Den”.  We had lots of overlapping carpets, piles of books and movies, and overstuffed furniture.  We also had a lot more space, and a lot less windows, than we do now.  This time around, we wanted to make the most of the space we now have, eliminate the clutter, and enhance the enormous amount of natural light we get. Of the fifty boxes of books we sent down (Yeah, I said fifty. We’re well-fucking-read), we only kept a very select few titles out, and left a few shelves open for future additions.

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Aside from the books, we decorated the living room with bits and pieces from both of us. Ryan is a very gifted bartender, with a passion for fancy pants cocktails, and has a very complete bar.  We were able to fit it all onto a baker’s rack we inherited from my dad last year, and have all the bottles of liquor and bitters displayed.  Our mantel is a combination of bits and pieces that we’ve collected over the years, and Ryan’s one artistic endeavor – which is a pretty awesome piece, in my opinion.

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The new home is influenced in part by Sleep No More, the very odd and interactive production we saw this past fall. There are actors, and there is a running storyline throughout, but we spent our entire experience in the Hotel exploring the very intricately dressed sets. Each room had something secret to share, but you had to search just a tiny bit for it.

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Did I mention ridiculously high ceilings, a million miles of hard wood floors and cabinets, and actual appliances?!  I can do my own laundry in my own home now!
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The new bedroom was the biggest challenge we had : one small closet. We both had a ton of clothing, which we had to sort through to decide what to keep and what to store.  I did manage to get everything that stayed with us into one dresser and into the one closet, with absolutely zero room to spare. It will definitely put a curb on my compulsive shopping habit, which I suppose is a good thing.

One day, and probably one day soon, I’ll devise a better – and more aesthetically pleasing – organizational method, which I will share with you. Until then, just picture a very packed closet, full of dresses and suit jackets.

The top of my dresser is still fairly empty, save for my jewelry, and current reading stack.  I’m hoping to find a big antique mirror to hang above it, and add some smaller treasures to keep the girls on my wall company.

There’s also a purple bathroom, complete with a deep Southern style clawfoot bathtub and scalloped sink, which were impossible to take decent photos of.

And, most importantly, Princess Fatty loves her new home, and all of its sunny spots to lounge.

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