In no particular order, the answers to some of the questions that most frequently come my way.
240 square feet. But if you want to get technical, the footprint was actually 173 square feet, sleeping loft not included.
Our new place is just under 500 square feet (all on one level) and feels positively palatial in comparison to our old one. It’s on the tippy top floor of an old, smallish brownstone in Brooklyn.
We did! For about 18 months. (More on that right here.) Last fall, we decided to move our bed into the main room of our apartment and make the bedroom into a room just for our daughter. Come January, it’ll be home to two kiddos!
Not that much, I promise! Lots of answers about baby stuff here, but feel free to send along questions…answers might just work their way into a post.
The everyday blanket on our bed is from Brahms Mount. It’s lovely and cozy and wonderful. Our apartment is very warm so it’s all we need in the winter, but if your apartment is not very warm, you might also want a feather duvet or somesuch! When we need an extra layer, we add this indigo beauty from Block Shop!
We bought our little loveseat especially for our first tiny Brooklyn apartment where it squeezed perfectly in between the window and the wall! It was West Elm’s Elton Settee. Then we sold that and opted for a cot instead! Yes, it was comfy! (Like a hammock!). Most recently, we folded up the cot to make room for a twin bed in the bedroom. These days we use a many- times-handed-down wool-stuffed upholstered bench/loveseat as our couch. It’s currently getting slipcovered. More soon!
We’ve been using Yarok Feed Your Volume Shampoo for the last year or so and really love it. It’s very pricey. But it’s super effective, free of nasties, and it smells so dang good.
Share an opinion about child-rearing, breastfeeding, housecleaning, deity worshipping, or shoe shopping, and you’re bound to be accused of judging someone else’s choice. Especially if you’re a woman. Especially if you write about your choices for a living. When I write about my choices, I’m writing about my choices. Not your choices. That’s a lot of choices, but I hope my point is clear. When it comes to this sort of thing generally, I’m embracing the motto of the ever-wise Amy Poehler and repeating, “Good for you, not for me.” I hope this does the trick for you, too.