"The only thing that separates us from the animals is our ability to accessorize."
Well, if that's true, I must be further down the evolutionary ladder than most because accessorizing is definitely not my strong suit. I love the look of a well-styled outfit or home, but I never trust myself enough to go for it. But yesterday I went for it.
While on my weekly pilgrimage to TJMaxx, I wandered through the lamp section, as I always do, hoping to find a gem. And, as I've done many times before, I found a lamp I liked. I put it in my cart and walked around the store some more. The more I walked. The more I talked myself out of it. It won't work. The color will clash. Especially now with all the red and green out for Christmas. Maybe it's really ugly after all. Finally, I put the lamp back on the shelf.
I made a few more laps around the furniture aisles. Spied the lamp from across the floor. Fell in love again. And instead of walking away like I usually do, I went over and put it back in my cart. I can always return it if it doesn't look right. (Famous last words.)
I came home excited. Plunked the lamp down on the end table. Stared at it for a while. And waited for the usual negative thoughts to creep back in. It doesn't look right. It's too big. It's not the right style. Take it back. But low and behold. This time they didn't come. The quirky, turquoise lamp with the woven shade just made me smile. This silly little lamp was home.
Have you ever seen the show Secrets of a Stylist? Where the designer surveys the couple to figure out each one's style, and then blends them together to redo their home in their combined style? That's what this lamp feels like to me. A blending of my styles. I wonder what she would call me. Maybe Beach Modern? Or is it just the opposite...Retro Beach? I guess if I knew my house would be perfectly accessorized already. But then I guess I wouldn't be such a great galloper either.