There is something about bedrooms for me. Maybe it is because we spend so much time in ours. Maybe it is because we have an incredible bedroom - or at least it has incredible potential. Maybe I simply love to dream of what I would do, were I not a commitementphobe, or didn't live with any men, or legos and technology weren't the largest contributor of my bedroom's decor...
These bedrooms make me think of sleeping under heavy old quilts, on squeeky wrought iron beds, with the softest flannel sheets, in a cool but not quite cold room~ Oh, how I love cozy!

~this is still my favorite!