When my boys were younger, I put so much effort into making their room special and cute. It had a foosball table, reading nook, glowy string lighting, bunk beds…a dream.
Now they are 16 and 18 and their room looks like trash. It also smells like trash. Well, booty, really. Teenage boys smell bad.
Thankfully, I had another kid, which gave me another chance to make a magical room.
My daughter’s room is my favorite space in the house. There’s no theme, just an eclectic collection of things I’ve picked up at my favorite thrift shops and items from my own childhood bedroom.
I love a kid’s room without a matchy-matchy, trendy aesthetic. I think when you pick items that you truly love and let your creativity flow, everything finds a way to fit in.
My sons’ room now looks like a prison cell, but at least I have old photos to remind me of what once was, and a second chance at cute kid decor. And lots of febreeze.
This week’s thrifted treasures:
This is my hobby. 