Just moved to a new apartment. I like to keep things minimal. I don't have a couch, or a bed frame or a credenza in my place, and feel more comfortable closer to the ground. I live in a way I've come to call "opulently minimal" which roughly translates as: a state of happiness, cleanliness, pride and little effort. If my house caught fire there would be a few things I'd really miss, but would probably not mourn any one thing permanently. My theory on objects, whether purchased or found, is this: if you love it, get it, treat it well. If you don't love it, don't take up space with it. I end up finding a lot of the things I have in my living space, some I keep for a short while, some forever. Others are given to me. Others I buy. Not because they are a wild bargain, or because I find them to be a tool to impress, but because I love them.
Here is a short visual collection of things that I love.
All photos by Bridgitte Sire