Life in Westminster Court

We’ve been pretty busy lately going to lots of open homes. Turns out we can pay less rent to the bank and get a much better place than the one we’re living in. The building we’re in is incredibly beautiful, but our apartment is pretty gross. This is the main entrance of the building:

My BF always complains there is too much art on the walls. On the left is a picture my great grandfather, Allen Bryce, painted of fuchsias. They are my favourite flowers, and in the foreground you can I have a fuchsia plant. On the right is a corner of our living room. Didn’t bother cleaning it up for the photo. Yes I have a lot of OC DVDs, and the boardgame. Get over it.

This is my favourite chair, and my favourite record. You forgot it in People by Broken Social Scene. In fact if you’re looking on here for Chrtistmas present ideas I’d really like these record frames from UO. And a couple more canvases which we don’t have room to hang.

Probably the thing I hate most about this apartment is the wallpaper, which I describe as a water-damaged pattern. The stuff in the bathroom is even more outrageous. It’s shiny silver with green bird/ flowers patterns.

My favourite part of the apartment, which I couldn’t get a decent photo of, is the teacup cupboard in the kitchen. There are hooks which fit about 20 of my teacups and even a little window in the cupboard so you can look through and see all your china!

All in all I’m looking forward to living somewhere with clean white walls.