The problem with this was that I have a VERY hard time making decisions and I would change my mind every couple of years about what exactly I wanted my style to be. So in the end I ended up with not matching things since my parents would not let me change my room every couple of months (which looking back I totally understand!).
But now I'm living in my very first apartment and I have to say that I am learning to mix and match. I bought some very cute pink bowls to go with green and white plates.
|Not mine.. but I love these!|
My room is far from decorated but I'm actually liking my blue bedspread combined with pink, orange, and quilted pillows. (I will post a room picture later).
|I call this colorful...|
Someday I want to have a collection of mismatched mugs. While I still think its important to keep an theme or style, I am starting to embrace the Lilly concept of "live a colorful life."
I know I have been very reflective lately, but I can't help but think that maybe my learning to mix and match and give up the pursuit of the perfect looking room is a metaphor for something bigger in my life. I am trying to mix and match my passions and responsibilities. Sometimes as college kids we are told to focus on how our life will look on a piece of paper, what will we have to put on our resume? I have always let myself be a one dimensional person, afraid to let myself be the horse-girl and a prep and a nerd all at the same time, because I wasn't sure that all those things matched.
|I have this mug in my bathroom to remind myself :)|
This semester, I am going to mix and match not only my room but myself, embracing all the different colors that I am made of.
Do y'all like to mix or match? Do you ever feel like you have different personas?