My life would be so much easier if I could just find something I like, club it on the head, drag it home and mount it on the wall in my bedroom. But NO. That is not my process. Instead, I decide I need something like wallpaper. For the record, NO ONE needs wallpaper. It is not like dinner or sleep or water… it is not a NEED, but the way I go about looking for it, you would think that my life depended on finding the PERFECT wallpaper.

We are doing a Hollywood glam thing in the new master bedroom, we ha! as if Hubs had anything to do with it.;)  I found a pair of gorgeous blue velvet club chairs at an estate sale, then an adorable bar cart and well we were off…  The bed is a white leather look like this one, but less poofy, more sleek.  I got the curtains on super markdown sale from Expo design and the sconces flew into my cart there as well.  The paint color is this greyish blueish purplish called Evening Shadow from Sherwin Williams.  So the pieces of the puzzle are lining up.

So then I see wallpaper placed on the wall behind the bed, only one wall, and it looks fabulous.  Wallpaper is so gorgeous lately.

So.  Clearly I NEED wallpaper, and the obsessing starts.  Where to go?  What to look for?  Do I want muted and subtle or do I want go big or go home?  And what about color?  And pattern?  And, and, and…!

I am in love with all things bird related lately and I find these:

I found all these at www.creativewallcoverings.com.  The one with the peacocks on the left is from Shand Kydd, the toile on the right is probably too girly for my husband, the paper on the bottom is from Opposites Attract and might just work.  I LOVE the tone on tone of it, as well as the metalic and the crackly finish.  But WAIT, then I was on to damask wallpaper.

These aren’t your grandma Alice’s damasks, they are gorgeous and modern and exciting.  The one on the left is from the Artworks Home collection, on the right is from the Van Luit Expressions collection and the one on the bottom is from Shand Kydd and they all come in some excellent blueish greyish silverish color options.  But that’s not it, you didn’t think I was done yet did you?!

Turns out my real passion is big bold floral prints, I can’t get enough of them.  The Danica floral from the En Vogue collection on the left is a great color option for my room, on the right is a fabulous Linda Barker wallpaper and on the bottom is Shand Kydd.  The one on the bottom comes in a greys and whites and metalics that would work in the bedroom, but I AM IN LOVE with the orange and pink… I had planned to put in oranges and pinks into the kitchen as accent colors, maybe in the fabric for the valance (another obsession journey entirely)… but now that I have found this wallpaper I might have to put it into one of my glass fronted cabinets in the kitchen!

SEE??!!!!!!!!!! It won’t stop!

I have always had a thing for baby bellies, I think they are just about the cutest things in the whole world. ‘Where’s your belly?’ gets the response from my kids of lifting up their shirts and laughing. And that big pink baby belly is just darling, so much stuffed into one small little area, it’s like you can literally see a big breakfast pile up in there. ‘Who’s got the biggest belly?’ and ‘Lookit your big belly!’ is something we say a lot in our household, lots of shirt raising and giggling. The belly is a thing to be praised, loved, admired, no 6 pack abs for this family.;)

So we are on a road trip to go see Grandma and Pop and Ethan is about 2, maybe 2 and a half. His belly is so huge that I am forced to find other pant solutions for him. Anything I buy that will fit around his waist has to be rolled up 18 times so as not to trip over the pant legs. I find the perfect solution in long board shorts sized up… they are supposed to be shorts, they fit my little chubster like pants. Oh well, wardrobe dilemma solved. Oh sorry, back to the road trip… we stop at In N Out burger, not because that is a staple in our diets, but clearly because we are on a road trip and well that is one of the few choices available to us.;)

We are at the counter trying to decide, animal style, protein style… and my left eye that is trained on Ethan sees him start to strike up a conversation with a man who would clearly win the big belly contest in our house. After making sure our order will be correct, no ordinary burgers for us, I take the two steps over to Ethan to hear what he is saying. ‘Lookit your big belly!’ and ‘You’ve got a big belly!’ are what he is telling the big bellied man just like he has won the contest. Eeeek! I mutter apologies to the man and get Ethan mesmerized in some stickers to draw him away from the big bellied man. Never in a million years would I have thought he would go up and tell a complete stranger ‘Lookit your big belly!’ We are now working on not talking to strangers.;)

Luckily Ethan has grown out of the phase where we praise the big belly, he now says things to me like ‘Mom, why is your belly so big, are you going to have another baby?’ Or ‘Mom, your belly has gotten smaller since you had Scarlett, why isn’t your butt getting any smaller?’ Isn’t he just a gem?;)