When I was a girl, I spent a lot (ok, A LOT) of time creating inspiration boards from my mom’s magazines and catalogs. I decorated my Barbie Dream House (aka a moving box) with shoeboxes covered in fabric for beds and sofas, pasted wallpaper remnants on the cardboard walls and cut rug samples to fit Barbie’s floor. And when I wasn’t decorating her box house, I was drawing out floor plans for the future home of my dreams.
Remember awhile back when we talked about remembering the girl we used to be and daring to rediscover what we love?
Today I needed a break from the yucky grown up stuff like paying bills, so I decided to go play with my Barbie Dream Box House Polyvore. Times have changed, I have not. It was as fun as ever.
Hmmm…I think Barbie needs some curtains and a lamp. I’ll be back later, I need to go play some more.