I on the other hand, feel like I won a war. Let me explain. I've had the same white, tab top curtains hanging in the living/dining room for the past three years. Why? Because:
a. The giant front window had always stumped me.
b. I wanted curtains for Anthropologie so badly I could taste it.
c. I'm cheap.
So this past weekend I was trolling Target. I don't peruse or meander. I troll with purpose, scouring every inch of the store with my laser eyes, hoping to find a cheap substitute for Anthropologie on an end-cap.
And after I systematically eliminated every curtain, I shrugged my shoulders and headed into the bath section just for fun. It was at this particular juncture I stopped short and clasped my pearls. Well, not literally because when I shop at Target I'm usually sans makeup and wearing my ten year old AC/DC t-shirt, ragged 'spray paint' jeans and a pair of flip flops. But you know what I mean.
I spied these shower curtains. They were perfect! Except the whole shower curtain, only 72 inches long problem. So in a fit I bought them. Did I have the money for it? No. Why did I do it? Because as I stood under the mind-bending power of Target's fluorescent lighting, I realize that if I didn't do something now, I would have the same white curtains for the next three years.
On the advice of my mother-in-law, Saint Linda, I bought some matching brown fabric and stitch-witchery. I didn't even SEW, just measured, cut, and ironed the bottom panels on. Where has stitch-witchery been my whole life? I. Am. A. Fan.
So anyway, we officially have curtains. I know, I know.
"But Liz, you've mixed dark brown curtains with a light brown couch and a black table and chairs!"
Uh yeah. I did. That ship sailed long ago people. You know I'm not one for strict color rules. Or matching. Or planning.
So take that Anthropologie. I like my shower curtain curtains just fine.
Even if Mabel could care less.