Alex and I just made the decision to stay in our apartment for one more year. While we wouldn’t say no to a little more square footage, we love our neighborhood and block so much we couldn’t leave. Since we’re staying, we’re attempting to do something very grown-up, something I’ve never done before: redecorate.
Out of nowhere, I’m checking One Kings Lane daily. I made a Pinterest board for furniture. I take out my measuring tape every night. It’s all very uncharacteristic.
We aim to calm the jumble of books, piles of cookbooks, fluttering papers and exploding file boxes that disrupt our living room. One of my other priorities is to add a dining table to the space. Right now, we have a wooden table in the kitchen where we never sit and a coffee table in the living room where we always do.
For as long as I’ve lived in New York, I’ve felt perfectly fine eating at the coffee table, whether by myself, with Alex, or with friends (as pictured above). The important parts of any dinner have always been the company and the food. That’s the BGSK way. So why do I suddenly crave a chair and a table of proper height (particularly this one)? Who knows.
Anyway, it’s made me curious: do you eat mainly at your coffee table? Swear by floor cushions? Or have any redecoration advice whereby a table will fit into a small space where no table has been placed before?
P.S. Since coffee table dining is sort of like picnicking, tips for packing the perfect picnic.