i dream of the day that i can live alone and fully control the contents, character, and most of all, cleanliness of my very own kitchen. living with roommates in nyc means none of those things are at their greatest potential, but overall, i am thank for my sweet little current kitchen. a small window displays my baby succulents (merlin & ursula), empty bottles of wine, vintage coffee tins, and my fridge is decorated with magnets of dwight k schrute from the office. below are my inspirations for a future, dreamy kitchenette.

perfect gold utensils = perfect dinner parties

all white, all clean

shades of robin's egg blue

shades of green + cats = perfection

the wood floors, the brick walls, the low ceiling, the spiral staircase

neon signs never fail

constellation spoons for the stargazing cereal!

tea tin collections... i am guilty of that

bell jars, cake stands, glass cloches

mint + marble beauty

images, here.