One day, many months ago, while strolling aimlessly around Target, I found something. Doesn't everyone. And isn't it always at Target. I'm pretty sure it was one of those weekends Nathan was out of town and I was left to my own devices. I also think it might have been one of the first weekends after I found out I was pregnant. Thus Target Therapy.
Anyway, I was eyeing all of those "clearance" ends as I passed by and a throw pillow caught my eye. Yes, a throw pillow. How simple! How quaint!
Now's the part where I confess that I am an interior designer and up until that point I owned no accent pillows. None. Confession over.
So I put that $5 baby in the buggie and continued to stockpile other unneeded items. i.e.: trail mix and only the nail polish that had a delightful red clearance sticker.
When I unloaded the pillow I realized I was even dressed the same as my pillow, wearing these jeans and a dark gray sweatshirt. It must have been destiny. So I threw the pillow on the bed just to see if it worked. I think it does, mostly. I always envisioned a giant bright graphic printed pillow for the neutral stripey bed, something similar to this, but alas, I'll have to wait.
So without further ado, here it is. That infamous glorious throw pillow.
Try not to be overwhelmed. i did my best to reenact the whole experience for you by squeezing my swelling tummy in these pants. You're welcome blog world.
I'm currently working on figuring out a new rug situation. I'll try not to wait three months after I've in fact figured it out before sharing.