Texas Tech: Artsy Chic Dorm

IMG_4122YAY college! My first few weeks here at Texas Tech University have been amazing. It’s been fun meeting people and starting classes and embracing dorm life.

Here are some pics of my dorm. I share the room with my roomie, but here is my side. After months of pinning, designing, crafting and shopping, i am all moved in!

The desk and shelving has to be my favorite part of the room. It’s so fun and unique, no one else has it- that’s the coolest part of making it yourself. 

I love my room because it is an expression of my personal style and creativity.

Most of what makes my side of the room special is the handmade touches. The shelves on my desk are my favorite part. I created the shelves by buying wood and cinder blocks from Home Depot. I like the retro uniqueness it brings to the room. My mom and I spray painted the cinder blocks light blue and then arranged the blocks with the wood as shelves on top of my desk. This entire project cost around $17.  The shelves make the room stand out and feel more homey. I like the extra display space that they provide as well as allowing more room for self expression; On the shelves I have arranged special framed photographs and the paintings I made of cacti and flowers. The shelves are full of fun knick knacks that remind me of what makes me, me. I used scrapbook paper to display inspirational quotes and encouraging verses. And the lights above the desk and bed.. yes i know they are so basic. but  come on it’s so college and cute.

I added a pom pom garland on the middle shelf and used a removable sticker from hobby lobby on the wooden desk drawer to make it more decorative. I also purchased an IKEA rolling drawer cart to store my school supplies and craft items. I decorated with a retro teal mini trashcan, matching my spray painted blue lamp.

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IMG_4112IMG_4116 IMG_4122 I love my bed. It is lifted up as high as it can go, allowing for the ultimate storage of my fridge and dresser underneath the bed. On the bed I have decorated with Kate Spade grey bedding which is sold out everywhere & would usually cost $200, I got a bargain when I purchased at a garage sale for only $5. The simple grey print called for exciting pops of color in pillows.

I  decorated mostly with pillows that I have sewn myself. I wanted my bed to be cozy and comfortable, so by creating my own throw pillows with my favorite fabrics and patterns it turned out exactly how I imagined. It really makes the bed feel extra home-y. I love how they are all unique. I have a lemon printed pillow, a pillow with flamingos and a pillow with black and white spots among other designs. The blue tribal blanket adds a semi hipster touch to the room!

My mom made the head board. YES, we MADE it. She saw a $115 fabric dorm headboard online, and decided to recreate it. We bought some silky fabric  and stretched it out over a large flattened cardboard box with quilting batting behind the fabric to add cushion. We taped it all onto the cardboard and propped it up behind my bed, securing it with several command strips.IMG_4133

My room proves that craft projects can make dorm decorating more personal and less expensive. I had a blast brainstorming ideas for my room and crafting in order to create my dorm space my own. It was a fun process and I love having the opportunity to show off my space.

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Wreck eEm’ Red Raiders  and here’s to freshman year!

-Kels

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the social media struggles

IMG_4286.JPGImagine the situations you put yourself in online suddenly became reality.   Imagine if your social media was real.

You enter into a room. It’s a large room full of hundreds of familiar faces; faces of people you recognize, but people with blemishes, and imperfections. They all look different than they do in their profiles. And so do you. You find yourself on stage insecure because of your flaws and self conscience because these people do not know you, but they know where you go and what you do.

There are nearly 1,000 people here, all staring at you. These are people you met at camp and haven’t seen in months, people from your middle school, people you met on summer trips, and people who you pass in the school hallway. But these are all people who are not directly involved in your life. These people are interested in your life but don’t know you.  They are staring at you while you are on stage.  These people do not know your feelings or emotions; they have never seen you cry. These people have only seen your life reflected in snapshots. Pretty photos carefully edited and cleverly captioned. These people have only seen your highest moments.

You realize the crowd is made up of all of  your online followers.

 You begin to feel uncomfortable,  standing on stage in front of the  people that you pass in the hallways at school but never hang out with. One of your instagrammed photos appears enlarged on a screen behind you.  It was taken last week and has a casual caption that explains very little. It’s positive and punny, so the curious  people ask to hear the story behind this photo.

On the night you posted the picture, the event that you attended wasn’t as exciting as you had hoped. You were bored and it was awkward. But it was your Saturday night and you were determined to show the world you were having fun with your friends and enjoying life.

You look behind you at your enlarged photo, it is perfectly posed. Your make up looks good, your hair is done and your outfit is trendy. So naturally, your photo gained many comments based on how pretty you are and how cute your clothes are. A couple hundred people even tapped on your photo twice, “liking it” and making you feel important.

You stand in front of your crowd of followers and admit that your Saturday night wasn’t as fun and exciting as it appeared. People around murmur, “I post like that too”… “I can relate to this story.” You realize that your followers don’t need to see another edited photo of you faking your perfect life. They do not need to see you smiling again and again. They need a breath of fresh air. Someone who is not afraid to turn it all off and get rid of these apps.

 You find yourself wanting to be known, really known. Standing in front of all these followers, you don’t want people to just see your life. You want people to live your life with you.

You want friendships so real you don’t need to post a photo to prove that you know them. You want to hear from real people I real life who really know you: “I love you for you and who you are” rather than seeing a comment online say to you “ily girl”.

At school in your classes instead of getting to know your classmates, you always just look at your phone. You don’t speak to them in person, but you creep on their twitter, while sitting only 20 feet away from them. Instead of talking in real life in the silent classroom, your eyes are glued to a screen smaller than your whole hand. You realize you don’t really know the students around you. And you are too busy looking at the top 5% of their lives they decide to post online. You see their happy smiles on instagram, their witty thoughts on twitter, and their hilarious creeper pics on snap chat stories. But you don’t know them deeply.

The time wasted spending on your phone is time you could be getting to know the people in front of you. If you took a day without your social media apps, what would that be like for you real non phone socializing? You realize as much as you may deny it, a small device is running your life. You post things because you are crying out to be known, but it is impossible to be  fully known without being real.

You decide to try taking a step back from your online profiles and who you want people to think you are. You want to be who you are you and find out who that is without people’s likes or comments. You want to take a break from social media, but you feel like you can’t.

What people are craving isn’t perfection. People aren’t longing to be impressed. They’re just longing to feel loved and understood.

//I am preaching to myself here, with a new perspective that I think is worth sharing.  I would love to hear what you think of this topic. ~Kelsey //