CityChik's Profile

I have the world's smallest kitchen. My solution is to order in.

I don't think you really know what gingerbread is. And why remove some of the shelves?

At the first office jobs I ever had, back when I was 19, all employees were required to clean their desks off at the end of the day. Nothing was allowed to stay on top, we had to put it all in drawers. It was a good habit that trained one to take out only what was needed and put it away right after using it, because who wanted to be sitting there at 5pm cleaning our desks while everyone else was leaving. I have strayed very far from that now, but often look back and wish I could discipline myself to do it again in my home office these days.

Ick! I am really getting tired of seeing people hang their jewelry on the wall. Besides the fact that it's just more to collect dust, I think it's tacky. I much prefer jewelry boxes hidden away somewhere. I use the Portofino sectioned, lined boxes from Container Store that work really well for this. They used to have a version of the watch box that had four sections in each box. I use one for necklaces (lay them flat) and another for everything else. The little sections are perfect for rings, earring, and bracelets. I don't like my jewelry displayed openly.

Oh boy. I thought everyone knew that Mae West was the first to say: "The best way to get over a man is to get under a new one"

My building is not a quiet one, but usually people have been considerate. I've lived here for over 20 years and now, my most recent neighbor next to me (we share a wall) is the loudest most inconsiderate neighbor I've ever had. She is one of those annoyingly loud talkers, always shouting in her whiny, nasal, upper-east-side-spoiled-bitch voice. The problem is she doesn't know how to speak in a normal tone of voice, and she's often talking on her phone with her caller on speaker. So I hear the whole convo. I know her website URL, her phone number, and how much money she makes because of her loud voice. And yes, she's always on her cell phone in the hallway when she's coming in and out too. AND she never shuts her door properly - always lets it slam behind her - and leaves her shoes, umbrellas, and shopping bags outside her door, which is directly across from mine (about three feet away from my door) and leaves me no room. I am always tripping over her crap!

I am not going to move, but I can't take it anymore.

How goofy. I don't see what is so exciting about this. >yawn<

The plinth isn't just for looks - it's for support. And that looks like one heavy piece of furniture! I think, if you want legs or castors instead of the plinth, you would need a pair or some sort of support (like a beam) in the center as well as on each side.

But really, why? I think the plinth is needed here, both for support and to balance the design. Unless you've found some old-fashioned legs with clawfeet on them, I don't think castors would make sense at all. Unless they were hidden.

My bedroom is mostly orange, with rust, yellows, and mushroom-beige. It's bright but still soothing.

Smileydq, where does the writer say the furniture came with the house? Furthermore so what if it did? She doesn't have to keep all of it.

I agree that this looks like a waiting room in a retirement home. The thing that is glaring to me is how far away from each other all the seating is. This room, despite being mostly brown, is very cold. you need to cozy it up. Bring those couches closer to each other in the center of the room, maybe at a different angle, and only have one table. You need drapery! And, you could utilize some slipcovers to add some zip.