The Fever

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Ke$ha was entirely right about love being a drug.

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Once you've got "Silver Fever" you really start to understand the fever aspect of it. Nick and I have two airstream books (because we got the fevah) that talk a little bit about the obsession that can happen with these GORGEOUS pre-prefab works of art. It can really be dangerous! I feel my blog devolving (evolving?!) into a vintage trailer blog!






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This recent Airstream dreamin' has cause a bit a neglect in the H-O-M-E department. While my apt is certainly lovely, it lacks the focus that would enable me to put my jeans away rather than throw them on the floor. And while that system is so easy to maintain, throw my jeans on the floor, pick em up the next morning and wear em again, and so on, I imagine that if my apt looked at all like the interiors featured below I wouldn't DARE throw anything on the floor.

(Although... it would be unreasonable of me to blame my untidiness on my apartment's lack of cohesive aesthetic.)




Kimberly Ludy Via Design*Sponge.



Emma Reddington Via Design*Sponge.


Eva and Gentry Dayton Via Remodelista.

That is such a great entry. Talk about focus. What do you do when you enter the house if you're a guest, ask them if you can remove the antique goggles so you can hang your coat?!

I've got to go and throw my pants on the floor now.

Matthew Hofamn's Airstream

Hold on to your hats-
This is Matthew Hofman's Airstream:


Inspirational to say the very least.
And while Nick and I are going to keep things relatively how they are, I can't help but have a major crush on this clean and unique renovation.
If we weren't saving up moola to start working on our ACTUAL country house, I'd go to town with our Airstream. To TOWN.
Please go his website and browse his blog, where he takes you through the project from the beginning.

Boat Money

We have a lake. (I know, I know.) And so naturally I want an adorable rowboat or canoe. I spent the first year we owned our land scouring Craigslist for one such item. Two years ago (I think), for Christmas, Nick made me this box:

Inside he had a given me a couple hundred dollars to go toward the boat of my dreams.

When we were putting our heads together as to how to afford the Airstream,

"We can eat spaghetti every night and share a monthly metrocard"
"But we already DO that!"

And then we thought:

"BOAT MONEY!!!"

It wasn't a lot, but it felt like our past selves had put a little aside for our awesome future selves. It was hard to take the money from Nick's cute presentation, but that's why I took a picture of it and blogged about it.

FUTURE SELF!

Living The Dream

And this is only the beginning...

Today Nick and I bought an AIRSTREAM.

Resting beside an old barn in Sterling, CT she sits.

Hauling her to our farm will be a whole different adventure. (Most likely someone else's adventure, like a professional, who has experience and insurance.)




We have wanted this for so long. Now we can enjoy the farm, build our home slowly, have guests, wash our hands, feel like the land is ours.

The Airstream will sit by the lake, beneath the same tree we were married under.
We both feel... insane bliss.