Ikea

I've slept outside on concrete for Saturday Night Live standing room tickets. I've ridden the Staten Island Ferry. I've woken up early to see a Broadway cast on Good Morning America. I've seen a movie being filmed. But what haven't I done? (Until this Sunday anyways.)

Carry furniture through midtown Manhattan. And trust me, it's not as fun as it sounds. But you probably could have guessed that.

Earlier this year my roommates and I decided to make an Ikea trip (to New Jersey) to get some furnishings for our very well lit apartment, but somewhat still drab living quarters.

We returned considerably poorer, (well I was only slightly poorer), sort of full on cheap Swedish food, and ready to wack a tourist out of the way with our new rolled up rug and mirror if it came to that. It sounds mean, but it's very much a survival of the fittest mentality here.

Here's some of our new findings/furnishings that'll be livening up our lives this year. Or so we hope.

I'm still getting the hang of doing interiors photography, but luckily this year my apartment has plenty of natural light opportunities. Also, these are unedited, frankly because I wanted to get them up before I forgot!

Note: Those are not my Doc Martens with the Union Jack on them.