Eastside Hotel

That's it. I'm renaming this blog "perfectly Procrastinated."

And in the spirit of that rename: back in January (which is EIGHT months ago. Wut.) I moved into a new house that my roommate, Shelby, bought.

Before that, for eight long months of my life, we lived in a little weird house on the East side of Nashville. I lovingly dubbed it "Eastside Hotel", because it is on Eastside Avenue (and in East Nashville) and there were three bedrooms for the two of us. We figured the third room would end up being a room for a third roommate, a storage room, and a room to board any guests that came through (ended up being all three!)

Though we only spent eight months there, it certainly feels longer. They were eight full months, for sure. It feels like a special graduating, finding a job, and becoming an adult, part of me grew there. So while this post may seem super random, I just don't want to forget the Eastside Hotel and the chapter that unfolded there. I took these pictures in a frenzy one December day when I realized we were moving like, the next day. They've been sitting on my computer ever since!

The house, though weird and old like I mentioned, had its' charms. Also some mice. We were smitten with it when we first decided to rent it; the low ceilings, fireplaces in every room, arches, built-ins, and rock-tiled cave like entrance to the master bath. Which I don't have a picture of because it was Shelby's room, but just trust me!

Such a great porch. We spent endless hours out here, late into the night (before we both worked 8-5!) notably, July 4th when it was rainy and 65 degrees. 

This is in my room. Huntee helped me hang the lights. 

What I miss most of all is the fabulous built-in that was in my bedroom. I had double closets which met in the middle with a shelf, cabinet, and what established itself as a built in vanity area. SO cool. 

These pictures are all from my "vanity." 

Double closets, ready? I didn't even have a dresser because I had plenty of hanging space!

This side isn't doesn't look quite as nice as the other Here I have my blouses, pants, sweaters, lots of purses, and some casual shoes. I feel a little strange posting pictures of my old closet, but it's essentially a "closet tour" and I love when people share those on their blogs! 

Closet number two. Dresses, skirts, coats, more sweatshirts & cold weather accessories, heels and nicer shoes. Both closets had these funny accordion doors. My closet now is lacking, but is anyone interested in a closet tour? Would you read it?

I got a big old desk that I painted and it was pretty much a distaster. But here's what was sitting on it.

Entrance into our laundry room/my little half-bathroom. 

Pictures hanging in my little bathroom. The boat was painted by my mom in grade school, and the plant pictures are all from her old Finnish textbooks. 

More bathroom. 

Shout-out to Hannah from The Braided Bandit who sent me these cute flags I hung over my door! They went perfectly with my yellow bathroom.

The inside of my really old-school medicine cabinet.

Our cute back-door from our kitchen, onto our deck. I don't know if you can tell how dead and cold everything was by looking out the back window! 

RIP, Eastside Hotel. You were good to us. We'll never forget your charms, monstrous heating/cooling bills, slanted floors, killer porch, and how you guided us into adulthood. 

I just didn't want to forget this home. I love seeing where other people live, and even looking back on pictures of old places I've lived. Planning to share some details of my *new* (it's not new at all, at this point) house sometime, eventually...

To be honest, I'm not really here today. My sisters flew in late last night, and my brother Sundar will be joining us for the weekend later tonight! So we're going #teamnosleep all weekend long. Adventures and stories to follow, count on it. Enjoy your weekend!!