So as I sit pondering what to write for my next post, I’m also reading over the Bohemia blog homepage. I read “What is a Bohemian? -Bohemianism is the practice of an unconventional lifestyle, often in the company of like-minded people, with few permanent ties, involving musical, artistic, or literary pursuits. Bohemians can be wanderers, adventurers, or vagabonds.” Wikipedia.com. Well, my overall impression is that they are just generally really awesome people with unique talents, passion and intriguing stories to tell.
Then I pause and think to myself how I don’t know if I really fit this category. The more I think about it, I love how broad the concept is. I am a wanderer (I moved to Waco from Ireland, didn’t I?) and I would like to think I’m pretty free spirited and creative. But whose to be the judge? I have played many instruments over the years but unfortunately never been very good at any one in particular. I LOVE to dance but my dance career ended with university which makes me more sad than anything, therefore my craving for dance has resulted in my roommate and I dancing around the house as we clean. She looks cute, I look like a lunatic. But more importantly – my house!! That is the whole point of this article today. I’m pretty sure it’s cooler and more ‘bohemian’ than I am.
Everyone that visits our house loves it and thinks it’s just ‘the coolest thing since sliced bread.’ I’m not going to give away our address, as there are many crazies in the world but I will say we live by Baylor. Not your average cookie cutter looking place either, it was built 106 years ago. We often sit and ponder what has taken place here and how many ghosts we have. :/ Our landlord bought it a few years ago for his son who was attending Baylor to live in. I guess it was also a daddy-son bonding project as they spent years fixing it up.
Our walls are lined with old packing crates from the 1980′s and our kitchen has been refreshed with lovely thick dark marble. The bathrooms are bright, and I mean BRIGHT red with sheet metal lining the showers. We have a giant fire place out the back-yard with a speaker system that plays outside. Everything is wood and smells like old books, despite the lack of old books in our house. It just hits you when you walk inside. I adore this place. Pretty sure the word vintage sums it up!
My roommate is one of the most creative people I know, always finding uses for old wine bottles, jars and the likes. Her Mom runs an adorable stall in a Waco craft gallery and is always finding us the neatest trinkets and vintage furniture for the house.
So check out a few pictures of our décor.
It doesn’t work (and it has push buttons) but still it makes me feel like I live in the 80′s!
Our antique clock – because it’s always 5 o’ clock somewhere. Yes, Aoife it’s never too early to have a drink!
Showing our musical tastes DO actually stretch past the top 40 hits!
Awesome photography by local Casey Monroe, we love it, you do not mess with the female praying mantis!
Our obsession. There are probably 15-20 Marilyn pieces throughout the house. How could you get sick at looking at this face?
Love, love LOVE.
Eh ‘reppin’ I guess!
I may be thousands of miles from home, but as they say, home is where the heart is, and my heart loves this funky old house!