I thought the Indigo Room was my favorite place in this house. That was until I completed my hunter green home office this past January. Once I got a taste for moodier colors, I became a full-blown addict. I even created a Pinterest board called, “Green, Like the Color of Money.” I figured channeling the dolla dolla bills was a good thing in the space where all of Mama’s magic happens.
The redesign of my home office space was two years in the making. I’m a serious thrifter, and it takes tiiiiime to find real beauties … for a beautiful price (e.g.; cheap). I’ve got a good eye, but I don’t always have that cheap-find gift. When I see someone scored a velveteen settee for $3, my eyes go wide and I howl at the moon, “HOOOOW??!!!!!” Nevertheless, I satisfied the craving to buy new with everyone’s customizable favorite: IKEA. Now don’t get me wrong, I still (and will always) love IKEA, but the time had come to embrace my intrinsic style. Baby, you just had to go.
That’s what we started with. It was GREAT in our apartment, but it lacked so much character the few years it lasted in our home. So, I packaged her up nicely, and out she went to a loving new home. Now, my home office has been renewed with a haul of collector’s items I can thank none other than my good old friend, Craigslist, for. #craigslisterforlife
It all began with a paint color. Hunter Green by Benjamin Moore, in fact.
Our home is filled with windows and doorways, which brings in lots of beautiful, natural light, but tends to leave behind lots of dead space. The L-shaped IKEA desk in this den-cum-office space was enhancing that unused space, so I replaced it with the prettiest paneled, tiger oak secretary desk my little eyes ever did see in the center of the room. Not to mention, it doubles as an amazing organizational tool for all of my knick knacks and has nifty, internal drawer locking mechanisms. You’ll never get my stapler, ha-ha!!! She needs a little TLC on the desktop (check out the gigundo cracked lip) as well as funky drawer liners come this spring. Also, you know Momma loves you when you get the Mid Century Dining Chair in Saddle from West Elm for Christmas to accent such a glorious piece. Thanks, Maaaa.
To further compartmentalize this space, I installed a set of French Doors I found on Craigslist, harkening to the period of our home. Like he’s said, “Yes, you can build it.” – Nail Gun
I’ve come to realize I’m the unopen concept girl.
The IKEA bookcase took up so much real estate, I was dyin’ to find a quirky wall shelving solution I loved. I started scanning Etsy for sweet-o, neat-o shelf brackets, but I found my deepest love in Dabito’s easy DIY wall unit. I was psyched for its sporadic nature; the modular aspect; and how I could simply go to Home Depot, buy Rubbermaid products, and get this shit done!!
There is so. much. rearranging. in my future. I’ve also bought way too many plants since its inception.
The three major details that tied this room together were 1) the pair of tropical bamboo swivel rockers, 2) the tiger oak filing cabinet, and 3) the mid century (secretly sewing table) desk.
I almost had a visually induced heart attack when I passed these chairs in a local thrift shop. I texted my best friend and sat in them for a while to make sure they were the ones. You know, that song and dance us thrifters do. Or is that just me? Any of the ways, I was proud to score this wild set for $120! You can rejoice with me at the miniature bar by its side. All rooms deserve one.
It took me about a month to find the exact filing cabinet. Funny enough, my score was my second favorite to a lighter honey oak version (honestly, the other seller was a total pain in the ass), but this one worked out so much better. The dark brown finish works so perfectly in the room. What’s even cooler is my cabinet comes from the Thomas Jefferson Memorial Library in Philly. These guys used to be stacked tens at a time, so it only came with one side panel, but that’ll do pig. That’ll do. You’ll just live out your days in the corner.
This mid century desk was a last-minute acquisition and turned out to be my favorite piece on this wall. It belonged to my Mom when she was a little girl. It secretly houses a sewing machine that my great-grandmother frequently used. Growing up, I lived in the same house as my grandmother, and I often used this desk to do homework and use my typewriter. Nothing beats a family heirloom. No longer collecting dust in Mom’s basement, this pretty little piece found new life in my new home office – I couldn’t think of a more perfect ending.