I HAVE THIS THING. I love interiors. Art deco, socialist modernism, Scandinavian, minimalism and such. Though I have my favorite periods in history (and especially history of art), I now an inspiring interior when I see one. For the last 5 years I've been living on my own, in my own flat which had been fully furnished before I moved in with my books and back then small closet. In the meantime I joined tumblr and entered this side of the world wide web with endless collection of interiors and art. Hooked. Done. Good riddance.
There were times when I wanted to be an interior designer and while most of you were sitting socializing online, I was in my own little world of PC programs for designing interiors and when I started high school I redesigned my own room. That was sort of an achievement back then. And even though today I no longer (for now) need to change a thing in my square metres (maybe apart from moving books from one shelf to another), from time to time you can find me marveling at rooms, walls and furniture. Today I've fallen in love with the Royal Evian hotel in France. I won't even bother myself checking how much a single night costs but if I ever do something illogical and irresponsible, it will most probably be spending hella lot of money on 24 hours in a place like this.
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