When I was a little girl I remember vividly circling things in the Argos catalogue that I wanted to have in my home when I grew up. This was back in the day when I didn't realise how expensive being an adult is and when I still had dreams I would ever own my own house. The good ol' days.
Since then I dreamed of my own furniture, living in student houses and minging shared houses. I remember being so proud when I bought my first set of shelves but thats about all I could muster, till the day I got my own house, about 4 years ago. I say got, I still rent, but it was unfurnished and I could decorate it how I see fit.
Since then I've spent years, I'd like to say saving up, but in reality I've bought a vast majority of my furniture on credit cards and then ended up paying it back. But though I've bought the basics, I've always had on my furniture wishlist; an armchair. I eyed one in Ikea for about two years but other necessities always came up like food and paying rent.
Then a couple of weeks ago I decided that I was going to treat myself to my very own armchair. I have a desk in my room and I tend not to sit at it because the chair is wooden and not very comfy. So I end up blogging from my bed, which usually ends up in me napping. So I felt an armchair would be a great motivational tool. Which in fairness, it has. I actually get excited for times I can sit at my desk and pretend I'm Carrie Bradshaw.
I've been told because it has no arms, its not technically and armchair but I found it on the armchair section of Very, so in my eyes, its an armchair.
Its beautiful and its my most favourite thing I've ever owned.
See it here.