On the 30th of November, I turned 48; my blog turned 12. Both numbers seem impossible. For the first time that I can remember, I set birthday goals: love my family BIG, become a better/less lazy photographer (use my DSLR, for starters), save money for a big goal, and reboot The William Morris Project.
Years ago, shortly after I started The William Morris Project, someone asked me how I kept the family on board. I admitted they weren’t always as excited about my changes around the house. Sometimes people put things back in place, and other times they didn’t. Some of my projects worked, and others were failures.
Don’t lose hope. I didn’t expect that my eldest son would encourage me to rethink our home and how we live in it years later, but he did. Mikey is now an environmentally conscious sixteen-year-old, and the reason I am restarting and reimagining The William Morris Project for the first time since 2015. He thinks about overconsumption, sustainable practices, and the impact of a throwaway culture. If you ask him, he says he likes old stuff, like the red armchair we picked up at an estate sale. That may be true, but I am proud of him, and watching him develop into a young adult with convictions has been a wonder.
I gave myself until January to plan this new interpretation of The William Morris Project. It may not look the same as it once did, but that’s okay because we aren’t the same as we once were. What are you looking for, if anything, from WMP? Do you have goals for 2021?
New Thrifted Decor
Today, I’m having fun sharing “old stuff” we picked up at local estate sales. The first is a glass and brass coffee table that weighs just under two tons. My husband found the coffee table while I was in the hospital with my mom and surprised me. I want a wider table for this space, but for the price of a fast-food meal, I am happy for now. This bookmarked coffee table costs considerably more.
The second picture is my new favorite #cottagecore lamp/table combo, which I get some grief about on Instagram. I don’t care; I love that fussy light, and it gave the room the inviting feel Oscar de la Renta predicted. I’m posting it to show off the original pleated lampshade in the perfect shade of peachy-pink. I need to replace the lampshade because the tatters really are beyond repair.