ode to la chambre

Ah, the bedroom!  Perhaps the most personal room in one’s home, but in my experience, also the most telling.  Whether or not we’re conscious of it, all of the other rooms under our roofs are in some way intentionally styled with the notion that other people will eventually step foot into our home, and, whether we like it or not, all of us (the most carefree and the most obsessive compulsive!) care to some extent of what other’s think of us—be it our wardrobe, our jobs, our personality, our goodness, and, the spaces in which we dwell.  We style ourselves for ourselves, but unless you’re living on another planet or genuinely don’t give a damn, we are aware that there is always an audience.  This audience is probably already wrapped up in their own stuff, and ergo, the irony(!), but when it comes to the personalization of our homes, I’ve always felt that one’s bedroom speaks volumes.  Less people may see it, but generally, it’s what we see the most in our homes.  Being quite the notorious sleeper myself, and having grown up with parents who encouraged my sister and I to jump in bed with them as kids (that was encouragement, right Mom & Dad?), the bedroom has always been a sacred place for me, and I think that this has always shown.  A less than perfect bedroom certainly does not imply that a careless person sleeps there, nor does a perfect room imply the sleeper is perfect.  Instead, you can measure one’s need for order, one’s for simplicity, and another’s for having their books and poetry stacked up on their nightstand for protection.  I always find it interesting what my friends chose to display in our all too tiny new york bedrooms—pictures of their parents, a single gerber daisy, a single piece of art or a wall full of photos, childhood dolls and guitars.  Very soon, and with the permission of my lovely friends, I’d like to post pictures of their nightstands.  I love what I learn about them from this single spot in their very personal spaces.  They haven’t minded me snooping around in their bedrooms before—what’s a whole world of internet users going to do?  I don’t personally know the people who live in the photos below, but I sure wish I did.  Don’t you? 

photos gathered from The Selby.