This isn’t for everyone,
That’s for sure….
But I’m mad about this place. Stumbled on Matt’s Minneapolis apartment on Apartment Therapy the other day and I was smitten. Usually that site is filled with boring white boxes desecrated with the same Ikea crap, aqua chevron throw pillows, white cer-animals….and books arranged by color. (when will that one end?) But not Matt. He marches to his own drummer/decorator.
Matt has surrounded himself with all the things that have a meaning to him….
…and I understand. I really, really do.
Here, take a peek.
This dude has a gas pump AND a jukebox in his dining room. SWOON
Did you see all the pillows on his bed? Matt’s childhood dirt bike? The Pendleton Chief Joseph blanket? The toy cars? Pond Yacht? Wall-sized Basquiat? Bowling Pins? It’s like a big game of “Eye Spy”.
And not a single piece from Pottery Barn.
A man after my own heart.
Well done, Matt. Well done indeed.