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The first apartment that one moves into post-college is usually pretty unimpressive. There’s a lot of hand-me-down must-haves like the old coffeemaker from your parents’ house. A couch that your aunt and uncle who live a few minutes from your new city were just about to get rid of. Pots and pans bought cheap from a garage sale that you passed on your way to move in. There’s no shame in any of this. Accruing nice things for an apartment takes time, and that first one isn’t really supposed to be super nice.
It’s in the second, third, or fourth apartment you’ve paid rent in where true interior design can take place. For men, that means (hopefully) no more air mattresses, college sports flags adorning bedroom walls, or posters without frames on them. But single men living alone don’t usually break their bad habits until they begin cohabitating with a significant other.
For single women, I’ve noticed that oftentimes the kitchen, living room, and bedroom all have a cohesive theme. They are able to make an otherwise grungy apartment look moderately nice, whereas a man in that same place would plop his things down and be totally comfortable living in squalor. With women’s apartments, there is rarely a drop off in aesthetically pleasing decor from room to room. They are the fairer sex for a reason, and chief among is the ability to properly design the interior of a home.
Bathroom hand towels match the bath mats, hanging wall plants reside in the kitchen and living room, and in the bedroom, the dresser drawer and bedside tables appear to be apart of a set. Just about everything is done is good taste, save for one very specific thing.
You look at the walls of the average 20-something woman’s apartment and you start to realize that there are a few things that just about every single one of them has as decoration – whether it’s in the living room, bedroom, or above the toilet in the half bath. It’s strange that girls, who seem to know what they’re doing in regards to decorating an apartment, cannot for the life of them avoid buying these three particular items.
The following decorations are essential for any girls apartment in her mid-20s. I don’t care if she went to the Rhode Island School of Design, she’s got one of these suckers lying around somewhere. They are primarily bought from places like Bed, Bath, and Beyond or World Market, and boy oh boy are they awful.
Live, Laugh, Love
This is the most obvious of the bunch, and honestly, I’ve seen this sign in multi-million dollar homes owned by couples that are in their fifties. But no one on Earth loves this particular sign more than the twenty something girl who lives with two of her friends post-grad.
I don’t really know what it is about it that makes people want to buy it so badly. I mean what does that even mean when you break it down?
Live? Yeah, I’m breathing. Laughing? Well, I’m certainly laughing at you for buying this hackneyed sign. Loving? Nope. I hate most people. And listen, I understand that I’m being a little harsh here. I’m criticizing a sign that literally 90 percent of the female population owns in this country.
I do understand that it’s a nice sentiment and for someone that doesn’t have a heart made of black coal it’s probably a cute thing to put above the stove, but can we all admit it’s become a little bit played out? It’s just so basic, and I guess at the end of the day if you’re fine admitting that then go wild. Enjoy your cheap wooden sign that everyone else has.
Paris Is Always A Good Idea
Most of the girls who have this sign in their room have it in a picture frame, and it’s situated on their dresser drawer next to a collage of college friends and their jewelry. It could also be sitting on the bar cart next to a bottle of Tito’s, but the location doesn’t really matter all that much.
The girl who owns one of these probably doesn’t know that this quote is from a movie called “Sabrina”, and there’s also a very good chance that she has never actually been to Paris. That doesn’t matter though, because in 2018 giving off the appearance of being cultured (i.e. having a framed sign that literally says “Paris” in it) is just as good as the actual thing.
Inspirational quotes like these ones are a common theme amongst the 20-something female crowd, but if I had to wake up to a picture every day that said “Paris Is Always A Good Idea” (or “Live, Laugh, Love” for that matter) I’d just be pissed off. “Oh, you think Paris is a good idea? Well, I have to go to fucking work right now and kiss ass for eight hours. Paris sounds expensive and you know what expensive is? A bad idea.”
Audrey Hepburn With A Cigarette Holder
The creme de la creme of basic wall decor for the twenty-something girl. I don’t care if you identify as goth, prep, emo, punk, Rastafarian, wanderlust-y, outdoorsy, rustic, sporty, or otherwise.
If you have a pulse and a vagina, you’ve lived in an apartment where there has been a framed Audrey Hepburn poster of her holding that long fucking cigarette holder with a tiara on her head. The royalties on this picture have got to be out of this world because I see this it pretty much every time I step foot inside an apartment of the opposite sex. .
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jduda@grandex.co
The only conclusion I can draw here is that Duda exclusively visits the apartments of women under the age of 22.
Agreed. Everybody knows girls over 22 solely decorate with pillows.
5 on one couch, 6 on another, 12 in the master bedroom and 13 between two guest beds… I’d trade for the 3 things on this list just to have a fucking spot to sit in the damn house without moving no less than 2 pillows at this point.
Name doesn’t check out
Updated version: String lights, macramé, and throw pillows
Are these all college-aged girls? I don’t know anyone post grad that has these.
Yo
I work in home health care. 100% of government project/trap houses have the “Live, Laugh, Love” stickers on the wall. It’s weird, but I have yet to see one without it.
Luckily, we have none of these, but we do have about 639 pillows on the couch and bed. WHY WOULD SOMEONE NEED SO MANY PILLOWS
Only reason I’ve come up with is so I’ll have something to throw on the floor at night
I need 3. Under the head, under my top arm and between my legs. It’s a system.
what, are you pregnant or something?
No, just long limbed and extremely comfortable.
I can confirm leg pillow is the move
As a girl that has many pillows and blankets I recently learned when moving pillows are no longer cute and fun. So many garbage bags full of pillows are currently stuffed in a storage unit.
Duda always with the first article of the morning. Much appreciated from us in EST
Hate the depressing hour at work until I’m able to fire up PGP once it hits 8 in Texas
Sincerely appreciated
“Paris still goes” – Will deFries
I can proudly say I own none of these.
Sup
But I bet you know a couple of friends who do
Yeah I don’t know anyone who has these.
Duda making a sweeping generalization about women that is not at all backed up by facts??? *pretends to be shocked*
One of you should write a male version of this if it’s bothering you so much
I’d read it.
Yeahhh no one I know has any of these either haha
Same.
Eww. I have never owned any of these
Sup?
Yeah neither have I. I’ve also never lived with someone who has had these.
Also sup?
Keep shooting. It’s a numbers game.
I mean, Will may have #2 as well, albeit for different reasons.
These might have been a thing in high school 10 (give or take) years ago, but I don’t know a single one of my friends who would even think about having one of these today..
Now it’s all about Joanna Gaines for Target and signs that say “Gather”
Hahahaha the gather signs. I have four separate friends who have all purchased that sign. I pointed it out and they all got so mad. It was a funny day
Two of my closest friends from college live in Atlanta and almost everyone they know has a “Gather” sign in their living room or dining area. I had no idea it was a thing until they came to visit and pointed out that I had nothing from Joanna Gaines’ collection in my apartment.
Fckin lol I forgot about the Hepburn pic