Oh, who am I kidding, probably more closely akin to Target’s dorm-room chic RE line…but a girl can dream.
Armed with a roll of hideously expensive Hallmark wrapping paper, a can of Elmer’s spray adhesive, and a willing victim in the form of a freshly-stained former bachelor bookshelf, I set out to make DIY history on my back porch during naptime yesterday.
A few lessons learned:
1. Measure things. Oh, you do measure when you make things?
Well you’re awesome, and I’m not.
2. Spray adhesive will be sticky once applied to the surface you’re looking to adhere stuff to. Along with your forearm hairs, cell phone screen, and unsuspecting lurking jogging stroller. Ahem.
3. Wrapping paper was a brilliant and yet oh so stupid pick for covering the back of my bookshelf. It looks awesome…except from certain angles where it looks like…wrapping paper. So perhaps a matte rather than high gloss finish next time? Does wrapping paper come in a matte finish? Do I have too much time on my hands? Probably, maybe, and definitely.
Without further ado, I present to you, my new ‘home office.’
I started with some scissors, the above-mentioned luxury wrapping paper, and some spray glue.
I measured one space between shelves (should have measured each individually), cut 3 more against the template of the first, pressed each cutout into the intended shelf space folded the excess edges over to cut off
And then went at the thing with aerosol Elmer’s like you wouldn’t believe.
I like (but don’t love) the way it turned out, and it certainly makes use of a dead space in our dining area that was formerly a tangle of cell phone chargers and computer cords.
mood lighting. Ooh la la.
I’m calling it my little home office. Because honestly, it has just about everything I need at arm’s reach during a typical weekday, from the boring basics like laptop, pens, and paper to the exciting personalized touches of a mobile baby changing station and some Jillian Michael’s-approved hand weights. And a basket filled with current cans of spray paint. Because you honestly can’t say when the mood will strike, so it’s best to be prepared.
Clearly I missed my calling as a design blogger. Clearly.